We can plan a murder or start a religion
Anything you want 'cause I don't
See you living enough no, oh no
You paint pretty pictures 'cause you
Say you love me
All your words look fiction when
You say I'm lovely no, no, no more
No, no, no more
You said that we all sleep on you
Think that you've got shit to prove
Aren't we lucky that we get to know you
Talk, talk your talk that's all you do
Can't you see, it's so see-through?
Mr cellophane I'm over you no more, no more
No more, no more
No, Jesus don't wear thorns
He's got gold chains that he
Adorns on his neck
Pull them closer, cut the check, oh
Is the weight weighing on your chest
Too much for the crown you try to
Hold up on a broken head no, no, no more
You're better off dead
You said that we all sleep on you
Think that you've got shit to prove
Aren't we lucky that we get to know you
Talk, talk your talk that's all you do
Can't you see, it's so see-through?
Mr cellophane I'm over you no more, no more
No more, no more
No more, no more no more, no more
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Performed By: DeathbyRomy
Language: English
Written by: GINO MAURICE BARLETTA, JORDAN BAUM, MICHEL SEBASTIEN M. SCHULZ, SKYLER STONESTREET
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We can plan a murder or start a religion
Anything you want 'cause I don't
See you living enough no, oh no
You paint pretty pictures 'cause you
Say you love me
All your words look fiction when
You say I'm lovely no, no, no more
No, no, no more
You said that we all sleep on you
Think that you've got shit to prove
Aren't we lucky that we get to know you
Talk, talk your talk that's all you do
Can't you see, it's so see-through?
Mr cellophane I'm over you no more, no more
No more, no more
No, Jesus don't wear thorns
He's got gold chains that he
Adorns on his neck
Pull them closer, cut the check, oh
Is the weight weighing on your chest
Too much for the crown you try to
Hold up on a broken head no, no, no more
You're better off dead
You said that we all sleep on you
Think that you've got shit to prove
Aren't we lucky that we get to know you
Talk, talk your talk that's all you do
Can't you see, it's so see-through?
Mr cellophane I'm over you no more, no more
No more, no more
No more, no more no more, no more
Anything you want 'cause I don't
See you living enough no, oh no
You paint pretty pictures 'cause you
Say you love me
All your words look fiction when
You say I'm lovely no, no, no more
No, no, no more
You said that we all sleep on you
Think that you've got shit to prove
Aren't we lucky that we get to know you
Talk, talk your talk that's all you do
Can't you see, it's so see-through?
Mr cellophane I'm over you no more, no more
No more, no more
No, Jesus don't wear thorns
He's got gold chains that he
Adorns on his neck
Pull them closer, cut the check, oh
Is the weight weighing on your chest
Too much for the crown you try to
Hold up on a broken head no, no, no more
You're better off dead
You said that we all sleep on you
Think that you've got shit to prove
Aren't we lucky that we get to know you
Talk, talk your talk that's all you do
Can't you see, it's so see-through?
Mr cellophane I'm over you no more, no more
No more, no more
No more, no more no more, no more
Writer: GINO MAURICE BARLETTA, JORDAN BAUM, MICHEL SEBASTIEN M. SCHULZ, SKYLER STONESTREET
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.