Sky

I see you sitting there
Broken and benign
Long lipped and deadlock tripped
Drowning in his time

I cut your tongue out
To see how much would come out
I cut your tongue out
To see how much would come out

Ive spent my recent days
Coughing up my heart
Jumping from place to place
With my body in a billy cart

I cut your tongue out
To see how much would come out
I cut your tongue out
To see how much would come out

If i could burn the world
Id be sitting in outer space
With a matchbox grin spread across my face
If i could burn the world
Id be sitting in outer space
With a matchbox grin spread across my face

Dead
Yeah
Dead
Yeah

I cut your tongue out
I cut your tongue out
I cut your tongue out
To see how much would come out

If i could burn the world
Id be sitting in outer space
With a matchbox grin spread across my face
So go on
Have another bong
Everyone's choking
Everyone's choking

Why did we come here?
Why did we come here?
Why did we come here?
Why did we come here?

Dead
All my friends are dead
Dead
All my friends are dead
Dead
All my friends are dead
Dead
All my friends are dead



Credits
Writer(s): Elena Velinsky, Daniel Cohn
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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