I could never confess to all of my regrets
I guess its like a list im not done adding to it yet
Some folks will find jesus and others will find AA
Me i'm feeling skeptical i'll find another way
One more depressing phone call and you're out of my life
So i'll put on a mask and pretend EVERYTHING IS FINE
My Heart is An Apartment full of our shitty memories
So i'll take this dirty pocket knife and cut it out of me
And i'll put it in my car and i'll drive it far away to a place
Where no one can f*ck with it and i guess i'll be ok
Nihilism Tastes like lemon flavored raid. Watch me Run cause i can't deal with the pain
I can't believe its my fault im losing you. I guess being a dirtbag is all i know how to do...
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I could never confess to all of my regrets
I guess its like a list im not done adding to it yet
Some folks will find jesus and others will find AA
Me i'm feeling skeptical i'll find another way
One more depressing phone call and you're out of my life
So i'll put on a mask and pretend EVERYTHING IS FINE
My Heart is An Apartment full of our shitty memories
So i'll take this dirty pocket knife and cut it out of me
And i'll put it in my car and i'll drive it far away to a place
Where no one can f*ck with it and i guess i'll be ok
Nihilism Tastes like lemon flavored raid. Watch me Run cause i can't deal with the pain
I can't believe its my fault im losing you. I guess being a dirtbag is all i know how to do...
I guess its like a list im not done adding to it yet
Some folks will find jesus and others will find AA
Me i'm feeling skeptical i'll find another way
One more depressing phone call and you're out of my life
So i'll put on a mask and pretend EVERYTHING IS FINE
My Heart is An Apartment full of our shitty memories
So i'll take this dirty pocket knife and cut it out of me
And i'll put it in my car and i'll drive it far away to a place
Where no one can f*ck with it and i guess i'll be ok
Nihilism Tastes like lemon flavored raid. Watch me Run cause i can't deal with the pain
I can't believe its my fault im losing you. I guess being a dirtbag is all i know how to do...
Writer: A Pepka
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