Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Whakaio Taahi
Gitarre
Braden Joshua Bales
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Braden Joshua Bales
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Whakaio Taahi
Produzent:in
Braden Joshua Bales
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Piss scented wind as I stride down La Brea
We'd get a kick out of this
Humor in shit I didn't like was your way of
Turning my gripes into bliss
'Cause I love to complain
And you liked it sweet
Sunshine and grumpy
To folks who don't speak
And I'm feeling such shame
Cause you're mad at me
And you'd find the fun in a piss scented street
I say that I don't but I do
Hate you for all that you're putting me through
Take it all back, cut the string to my noose
I can't handle this pain from you too
I wrote you a suicide text
Figured explaining a waste of my breath
Packed up the blade like I cashed in a check
When I saw that familiar red
I know what goes on
If I can't go on
With you in my head
Oh, you'll never see me again
I placed my worth on the way that you saw me
'Cause Lord knows I didn't belong
You knew the depth to this chasm within me
And yet you still put out those songs
We left it nicely
And yet you still turned
Daniels and ice for a sinister burn
You altered my id
To say I'm the worst
'Cause we saw each other for all that we were
I say that I don't but I do
Hate you for all that you're putting me through
Take it all back, cut the string to my noose
I can't handle this pain from you too
I wrote you a suicide text
Figured explaining a waste of my breath
Packed up the blade like I cashed in a check
When I saw that familiar red
I know what goes on
If I can't go on
With you in my head
Oh, you'll never see me again
I love you
But I hate where we're at
I know you
Why'd you treat me like that?
Below you
With your knife in my back
I want you
To defend what we had
I say that I don't but I do
Hate you for all that you're putting me through
Take it all back, cut the string to my noose
I can't handle this pain from you too
I wrote you a suicide text
Figured explaining a waste of my breath
Packed up the blade like I cashed in a check
When I saw that familiar red
I know what goes on
If I can't go on
With you in my head
Oh, you'll never see me again
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