The vomit in my mouth tastes like summer magazines
I just wanna feel the way I do in my dreams
Scream my name a thousand times make no difference to me
Only time I feel alive is when I drown in sleep
I just need this to be over
But you don't deserve closure
Cut it off, deal with it sober
You hurt me till I lost composure
I'm so tired of being the liar
Fuelling the fire so we don't expire
Its toxic, I hate it
Neurotic, outdated
I miss who I was before I knew you
Put the f*cking pills in the cabinet
You can never have it
You cannot believe its real
You were never told the deal
Numbing everything you feel
Numbing everything you feel
Fill the f*cking room with your malice
Teeth clenched
Locked jaw habit
Lost in the thrill
Whatever gets you the kill
Quiet individual ills, ills, ills
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The vomit in my mouth tastes like summer magazines
I just wanna feel the way I do in my dreams
Scream my name a thousand times make no difference to me
Only time I feel alive is when I drown in sleep
I just need this to be over
But you don't deserve closure
Cut it off, deal with it sober
You hurt me till I lost composure
I'm so tired of being the liar
Fuelling the fire so we don't expire
Its toxic, I hate it
Neurotic, outdated
I miss who I was before I knew you
Put the f*cking pills in the cabinet
You can never have it
You cannot believe its real
You were never told the deal
Numbing everything you feel
Numbing everything you feel
Fill the f*cking room with your malice
Teeth clenched
Locked jaw habit
Lost in the thrill
Whatever gets you the kill
Quiet individual ills, ills, ills
I just wanna feel the way I do in my dreams
Scream my name a thousand times make no difference to me
Only time I feel alive is when I drown in sleep
I just need this to be over
But you don't deserve closure
Cut it off, deal with it sober
You hurt me till I lost composure
I'm so tired of being the liar
Fuelling the fire so we don't expire
Its toxic, I hate it
Neurotic, outdated
I miss who I was before I knew you
Put the f*cking pills in the cabinet
You can never have it
You cannot believe its real
You were never told the deal
Numbing everything you feel
Numbing everything you feel
Fill the f*cking room with your malice
Teeth clenched
Locked jaw habit
Lost in the thrill
Whatever gets you the kill
Quiet individual ills, ills, ills
Writer: Oliver Godfrey
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid