MeatBall Sub feat. Charmer Cvlt - Imposter Syndrome

I lost my keys in a liminal space

Sitting in my room alone talking to myself, man I really wish I had some fuckin' friends
December nights are too long slit my wrist
All I want is for my life to end
Tell me everything's gonna be fine smear my lipstick on your wedding dress
Watch my blood pour out on the porcelain floor write our names forever till the end

Say you wanna waste away with me
We'll get high on ecstacy and watch as the walls cave in
Never satisfied with the pain we feel
But hey atleast we're real
But hey atleast we're real, right?

Sitting in my room alone talking to myself, man I really wish I had some fuckin' friends
December nights are too long slit my wrist
All I want is for my life to end
Tell me everything's gonna be fine smear my lipstick on your wedding dress
Watch my blood pour out on the porcelain floor write our names forever till the end

Watch my blood pour out on the porcelain floor write our names forever till the end

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Writer(s): Ryan Rubalcada
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