KO Kid
Ann wants to cross their fingers
When they're lyin' to me
It ain't cheap to keep their attention
Their best intentions are the worst to me
Dark matter outside our bedroom
So vague and contentious
I can't believe you think it's simple
So fucking simple
I'm caught in the fallout while they're caught living free
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off (caught living free)
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off (free)
KO-kid gonna give it up, give it up
Ann, fuck your affections
There are no excuses for empty speak
So cliché, the lover and the poet
The things that held us back then
I feel so guilty that it all comes back to me
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off (yeah, yeah)
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off (yeah, yeah, yeah)
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off
KO-kid gonna give it up, give it up
Aim, point, and fire
Shit, I'm lyin' but I love the gun
So cliché, bullets from the shooter
Bullets 'til I lose them
I feel so guilty that it all comes back to me
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off
KO-kid gonna give it up, give it up
Such an able artifact
From the catch on feel
From the whole corporation
To the wind underneath
To the aching artifact
Where the good kids go
To the troubled paradise
Where the good kids go
When they're lyin' to me
It ain't cheap to keep their attention
Their best intentions are the worst to me
Dark matter outside our bedroom
So vague and contentious
I can't believe you think it's simple
So fucking simple
I'm caught in the fallout while they're caught living free
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off (caught living free)
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off (free)
KO-kid gonna give it up, give it up
Ann, fuck your affections
There are no excuses for empty speak
So cliché, the lover and the poet
The things that held us back then
I feel so guilty that it all comes back to me
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off (yeah, yeah)
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off (yeah, yeah, yeah)
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off
KO-kid gonna give it up, give it up
Aim, point, and fire
Shit, I'm lyin' but I love the gun
So cliché, bullets from the shooter
Bullets 'til I lose them
I feel so guilty that it all comes back to me
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off
KO-kid gonna give it up, KO-kid gonna shut it off
KO-kid gonna give it up, give it up
Such an able artifact
From the catch on feel
From the whole corporation
To the wind underneath
To the aching artifact
Where the good kids go
To the troubled paradise
Where the good kids go
Credits
Writer(s): Josiah Sherman, Jake Luppen, Brandon Burton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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