We stepped on ants when we were six. Do not mess with us.

Stab my eyes. I lost my friends at war
You know how this works, how unfortunate

I'm in it, and I'll credit my summit
I'm a spirit when I visit my limit, I'm a unit before I exit
I hit up my digits when I benefit
Do you regret when you said
What was read, written in led, in bed taking my meds?
In my shed, when I bled it really fed, it wearily binded my cred
When I'm dead, take all that I have appointed
Another player summer ends with my greater suffer
Uncover the border and buffer the letters to rise to the center and
Other than that I still listen to format my stats
What matters is that there are patterns to piece together what lives To be forever

When I phone I have grown to be known about the everlasting blasting sound
When I'm found
When I phone I have grown to be known about the everlasting blasting sound
When I'm found

I have lost so much to
Stab my eyes. I lost my friends at war.
You know how this works, how unfortunate.

Ay ay yeah
I'm bleeding your blessing
At least I stand for something
My name is ending
I'm known to bring much to this frame
My ways may seem weary, but all my days say dream merely
For the fact of acting Like I hike up hills to see greys and hollows to swallow
Knowledge of rays and go full throttle

I'm bleeding your blessing
At least I stand for something
I'm bleeding your blessing
At least I stand for something
My name is ending

Why can't this memory just die? This home is still new
And I can't see it at all

The end of life never changes
Don't you agree
That you'd look great when hanged?
That you look great when hanged?
That you look great when hanged?

Stab my eyes. I lost my friends at war
You know how this works
I can't see until I stabbed my eyes
I lost my friends at war
You know how this works, how unfortunate



Credits
Writer(s): Connor Sharo
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