Big Gas Pack
I'd give anything to feel that way again, it's all pretend
Nervous virgin skin, natural infatuation
These things used to excite me, now it's just an addiction
Detached lifeless sex, sick dopamine injection
Dream of you clean and sober, highs fade and lows get lower
We're dope sick on the floor, I felt your heart beat slower
You said you're fine with dying by my side
I wish I could say I feel the same
Your pheromones are drawing me in
Young and full, but now I am jaded
That foul pink is the worst thing I've tasted
We're hiding beneath a sweet wet sin
Laughing off the long and awaited
Ending on everything i hated
And as i'm pulled into your perfume dream
The feelings fade under the silken sheets
Is this what we wanted to grow up to be?
(Is this all some kind of joke to you?)
Ten years in and we're getting desperate
Your good intentions are weighing me down
We're full of plans but we're empty handed
Your good intentions are weighing me down
Is this all some kind of joke to you?
I'm not who I wanted to be
She didn't even come to see my band,
now i'm the stranger in the old white van
Your parents said that you should never trust,
I guess that all we have to fear is lust
He didn't even come to see my band,
and i don't really have a 5 year plan
Is this all that it takes to make them swoon?
Would you possibly wanna fuck sometime soon?
Ha! Good One!
If the Earth laughs with flowers we seem to be wilting away
Just disgusting fucking lusting for you now
I'll conform i can fill any void that you need
Just disgusting fucking lusting for you now
Tension forming, come and fill your void with me
Razorblade bracelets
Blood in the blanket
One foot in the grave one stuck in the pavement
Watching the world pulled up in the gravity
Leave me behind clawing up at the sky to breathe
If this is all a joke I'm not feeling inclined to laugh it off
Pink cloudy head, never getting where I would like myself to be
Nervous virgin skin, natural infatuation
These things used to excite me, now it's just an addiction
Detached lifeless sex, sick dopamine injection
Dream of you clean and sober, highs fade and lows get lower
We're dope sick on the floor, I felt your heart beat slower
You said you're fine with dying by my side
I wish I could say I feel the same
Your pheromones are drawing me in
Young and full, but now I am jaded
That foul pink is the worst thing I've tasted
We're hiding beneath a sweet wet sin
Laughing off the long and awaited
Ending on everything i hated
And as i'm pulled into your perfume dream
The feelings fade under the silken sheets
Is this what we wanted to grow up to be?
(Is this all some kind of joke to you?)
Ten years in and we're getting desperate
Your good intentions are weighing me down
We're full of plans but we're empty handed
Your good intentions are weighing me down
Is this all some kind of joke to you?
I'm not who I wanted to be
She didn't even come to see my band,
now i'm the stranger in the old white van
Your parents said that you should never trust,
I guess that all we have to fear is lust
He didn't even come to see my band,
and i don't really have a 5 year plan
Is this all that it takes to make them swoon?
Would you possibly wanna fuck sometime soon?
Ha! Good One!
If the Earth laughs with flowers we seem to be wilting away
Just disgusting fucking lusting for you now
I'll conform i can fill any void that you need
Just disgusting fucking lusting for you now
Tension forming, come and fill your void with me
Razorblade bracelets
Blood in the blanket
One foot in the grave one stuck in the pavement
Watching the world pulled up in the gravity
Leave me behind clawing up at the sky to breathe
If this is all a joke I'm not feeling inclined to laugh it off
Pink cloudy head, never getting where I would like myself to be
Credits
Writer(s): Ben Alfich, Coba Westerman, Johnny Natoli, Tanner Norquist
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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