NO VANITY
Sat there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
Bury me alive
Paranoid and I'm so tired
Memories aren't on the vine
'Cause all of them are dried and died
Does she love me? Does she not?
Is it something I did wrong?
Usually, you fill the void
Now I'm filled with opioids
Does she love me? Does she not?
Is it something I did wrong?
I'm so fucking scared to go
So I choose to-
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
I think I'm addicted to the feeling of depression
I grab what's left
Withered petals fall like feathers
As she left (she left)
Does she love me? Does she not?
Is it something I did wrong?
Usually, you fill the void
Now I'm filled with opioids
Does she love me? Does she not?
Is it something I did wrong?
I'm so fucking scared to go
So I choose to end it all
So I choose to end it all
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
She said, "Wish upon a star"
She said, "Wish upon a star"
As she shot right through my heart
As she shot right through my-
Shot right through my-
Shot right through my-
Shot right through my heart
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything (ooh-oh)
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
Bury me alive
Paranoid and I'm so tired
Memories aren't on the vine
'Cause all of them are dried and died
Does she love me? Does she not?
Is it something I did wrong?
Usually, you fill the void
Now I'm filled with opioids
Does she love me? Does she not?
Is it something I did wrong?
I'm so fucking scared to go
So I choose to-
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
I think I'm addicted to the feeling of depression
I grab what's left
Withered petals fall like feathers
As she left (she left)
Does she love me? Does she not?
Is it something I did wrong?
Usually, you fill the void
Now I'm filled with opioids
Does she love me? Does she not?
Is it something I did wrong?
I'm so fucking scared to go
So I choose to end it all
So I choose to end it all
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
She said, "Wish upon a star"
She said, "Wish upon a star"
As she shot right through my heart
As she shot right through my-
Shot right through my-
Shot right through my-
Shot right through my heart
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything (ooh-oh)
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
I sit there waiting for a call back
A little death sure to turn my heart black
And now I
I hate everything, everything
Credits
Writer(s): Travis L Barker, Andrew Maxwell Goldstein, Jaden Hossler
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