Somewhere, outside
There are tricks, and evil
Holler, downstairs
While I drive
I make a plan just to get you back, your bored doing, what a girl do, wanna watch you, you think again, deep within, keep it deep inside while i serenade, buttercup, and its a bad curse and what you need to do is bury it, down slow again and how we'll do it again and again to make the best of a simple thing to be like this, bound, coming thru the FOG!!
Dying of boredom
I'll try it all
Sixteen, olive
Bound by a voice
bleed within like the girl that can make 'em turn, dont want to go, but i want it, too much blood, to my stomache its because its sick, past by you break the bands between us now, i can dare to go but never what your scared to do, what you get is never what you want to get, now to pray your sigh is over like a doped drug, like a voice well at least you fucking CARE!!
Dying of boredom
I'll try it all
I'll be faint
Like a crook
It looks and feels great but look at what It's doing to you
But that's ok look at how it feels
burn god down, starts to stir again, fucking heretic, i've opened up this for me, like to stare up, i'll stack the bricks down, hurt you doing much, working around to, i can punch it thru it, tho the hair sticks, dont wanna hurt you, just to fuck you, im out of time so i'll let you rest this time, i'll rely on me and still you will be FINE!!
Dying of boredom
I'll try it all
I'll be faint
Like a crook
It looks and feels great but look at what It's doing to you
But that's ok look at how it feels
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