1. |
Pretty Pink Capsules
02:00
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I'm special
thats what they told me.
Sugar coated sour words,
I'm cursed
Pretty pink capsules
slide down my throat.
Remind me again
what its like to choke.
Conceal my pain-
my pain is me.
Clean my veins out right now,
release my body.
Pretty pink capsules
slide down my throat.
Remind me again
what its like to choke.
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2. |
Paper Driven
04:06
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Hollow thoughts and vacant feelings leave me uninspired
Paper driven and grey surroundings would lead me to expire
Don't tell me I've been wasting my time
trying to figure out this mind of mine
Because I'm sitting, wishing, waiting for something to change,
but I have this looming fear that things will stay the same.
I dont wanna be a cog in your corporate machine.
Take me outside, let me breathe I'm suffocating
Don't tell me I've been wasting my time
trying to figure out this mind of mine
Because I'm sitting, wishing, waiting for something to change,
but I have this looming fear that things will stay the same.
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3. |
Song For A Saddo Like Me
04:33
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Put on that song that takes you back
makes your heart shrink and your flesh turn to dirt,
lay in the dark so you can't feel alone,
thats where they'll find you- just a pile of bones.
Creeping back into my veins,
pulsing through and leave me sore,
hurting without physical pain,
don't let me sink, don't leave me raw.
Why have you returned?
I was coping without you,
I am your puppet now,
You know how to make me feel.
When everyone has gone and you lay by yourself,
even your tears run away.
Get up and leave, if you have the strength,
don't let it consume you, please, not again.
Creeping back into my veins,
pulsing through and leave me sore,
hurting without physical pain,
don't let me sink, don't leave me raw.
Why have you returned?
I was coping without you,
I am your puppet now,
You know how to make me feel.
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4. |
Sorry For Saying Hello
02:29
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I don't need you to make me hate myself,
I already do that anyway. You can chew me up and spit me out.
And make me feel like the dirt on your shoe,
You'd love that, wouldn't you?
I feel worse everyday,
Without listening to your tainted words.
I bet you didn't know how i felt that day,
and I'm sorry for saying hello.
Every time you come up with a comparison of me
to some derogatory meaning,
I learn to hate myself as much as you and everyone else
already does.
I feel worse everyday,
Without listening to your tainted words.
I bet you didn't know how i felt that day,
and I'm sorry for saying hello.
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