Wasteland
Welcome to my home, will you contend,
How I tend to live, well it depends
Talk all day but it's just for pretend
Grab the ghost of my hand, while I descend
You don't know how I want to live so
Kiss my hand and hold, then lemme go
You know how this love is, it's all fake
When we die we'll regret our mistakes
Squeeze your chest and get fucked with the rest
Never leaving the daze of a nest
Cold hard streets oh you know that I jest
Fifteen lovers leave me for the best
Drug filled low class laugh
Online death its so fast
So with this spell I cast
Next text will be your last
Dying in cold, dry hands
A lover feels so bland
Mistake your phone for land
Suffocate in the sand
When we die, we'll die slow
Abominations in the snow
Screaming loud, dying outside
Broke and lonely shut their eyes
What do you do when they dont come through
Are they dead or maybe they hate you
Someone else could take you, could break you
I'm sorry he left you on read tonight
Mentally get fucked till you can't breathe
Live for pleasure but only start to bleed
See the sins of the world's community
Find a lover, just to shove her
Walking away from all your mistakes
Disappear into another state
Finding they still know what you can't take
Digital footprint into the snow
Drug filled low class laugh
Online death its so fast
So with this spell I cast
Next text will be your last
Dying in cold, dry hands
A lover feels so bland
Mistake your phone for land
Suffocate in the sand
When we die, we'll die slow
Abominations in the snow
Screaming loud, dying outside
Broke and lonely shut their eyes
This song is an apology to
All the people I knew and loved too
We knew we weren't ready for the world
But it still feels like we could've twirled
Acting like a fool, a tortured soul
Digging our grave deep, jump in the hole
Crying, screaming, saying our goodbyes
Leaving text archives for when we die
How I tend to live, well it depends
Talk all day but it's just for pretend
Grab the ghost of my hand, while I descend
You don't know how I want to live so
Kiss my hand and hold, then lemme go
You know how this love is, it's all fake
When we die we'll regret our mistakes
Squeeze your chest and get fucked with the rest
Never leaving the daze of a nest
Cold hard streets oh you know that I jest
Fifteen lovers leave me for the best
Drug filled low class laugh
Online death its so fast
So with this spell I cast
Next text will be your last
Dying in cold, dry hands
A lover feels so bland
Mistake your phone for land
Suffocate in the sand
When we die, we'll die slow
Abominations in the snow
Screaming loud, dying outside
Broke and lonely shut their eyes
What do you do when they dont come through
Are they dead or maybe they hate you
Someone else could take you, could break you
I'm sorry he left you on read tonight
Mentally get fucked till you can't breathe
Live for pleasure but only start to bleed
See the sins of the world's community
Find a lover, just to shove her
Walking away from all your mistakes
Disappear into another state
Finding they still know what you can't take
Digital footprint into the snow
Drug filled low class laugh
Online death its so fast
So with this spell I cast
Next text will be your last
Dying in cold, dry hands
A lover feels so bland
Mistake your phone for land
Suffocate in the sand
When we die, we'll die slow
Abominations in the snow
Screaming loud, dying outside
Broke and lonely shut their eyes
This song is an apology to
All the people I knew and loved too
We knew we weren't ready for the world
But it still feels like we could've twirled
Acting like a fool, a tortured soul
Digging our grave deep, jump in the hole
Crying, screaming, saying our goodbyes
Leaving text archives for when we die
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Wong
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