Cherry Soda
What you do when your head is full of concrete?
Papercuts cover you, ears to your knees
I think you had a heart attack back in the summer whenever you spun thunderstorms all up from your fingers
Go ahead T
Try to drive
Far away
From the sky
All the way
To your house
Was it really obvious?
I don't know too much about my liquor but I figured that it wasn't cherry soda
It's scattered across the floor
Like glass, on the hood of your car on the way to the liquor store
I don't need the lesson that you swore
Tripping over waves
Tripping over waves from your vial
I don't hear the screams over everything
Devil sings songs about the people that I used to know
People that I used to love
I don't hear the screams over everything
I don't hear the screams over everything
I don't hear the screams over everything, the devil sings songs
You chumps talk on until you rot
It's scattered across the floor
Like glass, on the hood of your car on the way to the liquor store
I don't need the lesson that you swore
Tripping over waves
Tripping over waves from your vial
I don't hear the screams over everything
Devil sings songs about the people that I used to know
People that I used to love
Papercuts cover you, ears to your knees
I think you had a heart attack back in the summer whenever you spun thunderstorms all up from your fingers
Go ahead T
Try to drive
Far away
From the sky
All the way
To your house
Was it really obvious?
I don't know too much about my liquor but I figured that it wasn't cherry soda
It's scattered across the floor
Like glass, on the hood of your car on the way to the liquor store
I don't need the lesson that you swore
Tripping over waves
Tripping over waves from your vial
I don't hear the screams over everything
Devil sings songs about the people that I used to know
People that I used to love
I don't hear the screams over everything
I don't hear the screams over everything
I don't hear the screams over everything, the devil sings songs
You chumps talk on until you rot
It's scattered across the floor
Like glass, on the hood of your car on the way to the liquor store
I don't need the lesson that you swore
Tripping over waves
Tripping over waves from your vial
I don't hear the screams over everything
Devil sings songs about the people that I used to know
People that I used to love
Credits
Writer(s): Kerensa Trevillyan
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