Gossip

'Generic', 'Oh so fucking pathetic!'
Bet it caught you off-guard
Wasn't what you'd expected

Sit quietly across the corner
Staring through your double-lenses
All distorted

Wouldn't they like to talk about it
Wouldn't they like to scream about it
Tell all of their friends until they're reeling
Wouldn't they like to talk about it
Wouldn't they like to scream about it
Tell their friends until they're sick of the feeling

Maturity, baby yours is fleeting
Diminished by the seasons
When you air out all your grievance

Words woven make chains of fragile nothing
Guess they serve their purpose
Aiding in your numbing

Wouldn't they like to talk about it
Wouldn't they like to scream about it
Tell all of their friends until they're reeling
Wouldn't they like to talk about it
Wouldn't they like to scream about it
Tell their friends until they're sick of the feeling

'Generic', 'Oh so fucking pathetic!'
Bet it caught you off-guard
Wasn't what you'd expected



Credits
Writer(s): Maya Al Sabeh
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