Whooping Cough
Would you like an award for your performance
I have trophies to lend you for a photo here hold this
Wait for the flash, snap
Oh my goodness you're gorgeous
But I'm aware and I know that it's all bogus
I prefer my isolation
So when the crowd comes
And crowd control doesn't notice
My anger flares
And my heart becomes coldest
The audacity of me grows and
I let it get the best of me
And my poorly worded vocals
The vibrations in my chords
Give you a taste of hatred
You come to a point of disgust
After I'm done with the picture I've painted
It's deja vu to me
Brand spanking new to you
I should know better
But the DNA in me Does Not Allow me to
You and your smoker's cough
With how much you work your lungs
You're sure one to talk
You and your smoker's cough
With how much you work your lungs
You're sure one to talk
So I lose control
Skidding left and right
On the verge of crashing
Spinning off this bumpy road
I'm not completely oblivious
I know no one's perfect
So instead of looking for it
You look for the problems
You're willing to work with
I found something close enough to call a blessing
A word I choose not to use
But I get that type of feeling with you
I hope I'm not saying anything too soon
But I get that type of feeling with you
Just thoughts of mine
Nothing serious, simple observations
I know that small breakage
Could be patched up with a simple conversation
So I can sleep it off
And let the words I wanna say
Infest and irritate
The back of my throat like whooping cough
Or I can talk, explain it all
Find a resolution, then poof problem solved
You and your smoker's cough
With how much you work your lungs
You're sure one to talk
You and your smoker's cough
With how much you work your lungs
You're sure one to talk
Every day I'd rather be asleep
Than awake cause the pain when I breathe
And realize I don't see
Where did she go, Where is she
Just a stranger now
Nothing else to see
I can't even dream
Right you would think
Your brain goes where it wants to be
So why am I finding myself in a sea
Of self hate and greed
I don't deserve shit
But you don't deserve better than me
I have trophies to lend you for a photo here hold this
Wait for the flash, snap
Oh my goodness you're gorgeous
But I'm aware and I know that it's all bogus
I prefer my isolation
So when the crowd comes
And crowd control doesn't notice
My anger flares
And my heart becomes coldest
The audacity of me grows and
I let it get the best of me
And my poorly worded vocals
The vibrations in my chords
Give you a taste of hatred
You come to a point of disgust
After I'm done with the picture I've painted
It's deja vu to me
Brand spanking new to you
I should know better
But the DNA in me Does Not Allow me to
You and your smoker's cough
With how much you work your lungs
You're sure one to talk
You and your smoker's cough
With how much you work your lungs
You're sure one to talk
So I lose control
Skidding left and right
On the verge of crashing
Spinning off this bumpy road
I'm not completely oblivious
I know no one's perfect
So instead of looking for it
You look for the problems
You're willing to work with
I found something close enough to call a blessing
A word I choose not to use
But I get that type of feeling with you
I hope I'm not saying anything too soon
But I get that type of feeling with you
Just thoughts of mine
Nothing serious, simple observations
I know that small breakage
Could be patched up with a simple conversation
So I can sleep it off
And let the words I wanna say
Infest and irritate
The back of my throat like whooping cough
Or I can talk, explain it all
Find a resolution, then poof problem solved
You and your smoker's cough
With how much you work your lungs
You're sure one to talk
You and your smoker's cough
With how much you work your lungs
You're sure one to talk
Every day I'd rather be asleep
Than awake cause the pain when I breathe
And realize I don't see
Where did she go, Where is she
Just a stranger now
Nothing else to see
I can't even dream
Right you would think
Your brain goes where it wants to be
So why am I finding myself in a sea
Of self hate and greed
I don't deserve shit
But you don't deserve better than me
Credits
Writer(s): Evan Romo
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