bury me
Uh yeah
Uh uh uh yeah
Let me introduce myself
My name is Taylor (Taylor)
But you can call me failure (failure)
I need a saviour (saviour)
Buried at sea, no sailor (sailor)
I start to feel paler (paler)
Don't know which direction this life will take me
Like a scalar (scalar)
Bury me 6 feet under the dirt
Being hopeful is asking to be hurt
Music's a hobby, too shit for a concert (too shit for a concert)
Paranoid, always on alert (always on alert)
Social anxiety, yeah I'm an introvert (introvert)
At the end of the day
We're all fucked in the head (fucked in the head)
Waiting for the apocalypse when we all end up dead (dead)
The purge, ensure we paint every wall red
I'll be glad to lie on my deathbed (deathbed)
This may be darker than any other shit I've said
(Any other shit I said)
Too many tears have been shed (tears have been shed)
Too many times I have bled
Fill my gut with lead
Hit humanity with a nuclear warhead (strike down on earth)
Bury me 6 feet under the dirt (dirt)
Being hopeful is asking to be hurt (be hurt)
Music's a hobby, too shit for a concert (too shit for a concert)
Paranoid, always on alert
Social anxiety, yeah I'm an introvert (I'm an introvert)
(Yeah I'm an introvert)
This world is full of torment (full of torment)
In my soul, you left a dent (left a dent)
Using this song to vent
On my way to hell, already began my descent (began my descent)
End of the world, so many ways to prevent (prevent)
My songs are full of lament (lament)
Nothing left to represent (represent)
Everything left to resent (resent)
Just sit and repent
Bury me 6 feet under the dirt
Being hopeful is asking to be hurt
Music's a hobby, too shit for a concert (too shit for a concert)
Paranoid, always on alert
Social anxiety, yeah I'm an introvert
This world's a fucked up hellhole (fucked up hellhole)
But everyone just wants to ignore and mindlessly scroll
(Mindlessly scroll)
Empty and dead is how to describe my soul (describe my soul)
I may have finally lost control (lost control)
Nature is beautiful, from future generations we stole
What's your true final goal? (what's your true final goal?)
Ooh (ooh)
Ooh (ooh)
Ooh (ooh)
Ooh (ooh)
Uh uh uh yeah
Let me introduce myself
My name is Taylor (Taylor)
But you can call me failure (failure)
I need a saviour (saviour)
Buried at sea, no sailor (sailor)
I start to feel paler (paler)
Don't know which direction this life will take me
Like a scalar (scalar)
Bury me 6 feet under the dirt
Being hopeful is asking to be hurt
Music's a hobby, too shit for a concert (too shit for a concert)
Paranoid, always on alert (always on alert)
Social anxiety, yeah I'm an introvert (introvert)
At the end of the day
We're all fucked in the head (fucked in the head)
Waiting for the apocalypse when we all end up dead (dead)
The purge, ensure we paint every wall red
I'll be glad to lie on my deathbed (deathbed)
This may be darker than any other shit I've said
(Any other shit I said)
Too many tears have been shed (tears have been shed)
Too many times I have bled
Fill my gut with lead
Hit humanity with a nuclear warhead (strike down on earth)
Bury me 6 feet under the dirt (dirt)
Being hopeful is asking to be hurt (be hurt)
Music's a hobby, too shit for a concert (too shit for a concert)
Paranoid, always on alert
Social anxiety, yeah I'm an introvert (I'm an introvert)
(Yeah I'm an introvert)
This world is full of torment (full of torment)
In my soul, you left a dent (left a dent)
Using this song to vent
On my way to hell, already began my descent (began my descent)
End of the world, so many ways to prevent (prevent)
My songs are full of lament (lament)
Nothing left to represent (represent)
Everything left to resent (resent)
Just sit and repent
Bury me 6 feet under the dirt
Being hopeful is asking to be hurt
Music's a hobby, too shit for a concert (too shit for a concert)
Paranoid, always on alert
Social anxiety, yeah I'm an introvert
This world's a fucked up hellhole (fucked up hellhole)
But everyone just wants to ignore and mindlessly scroll
(Mindlessly scroll)
Empty and dead is how to describe my soul (describe my soul)
I may have finally lost control (lost control)
Nature is beautiful, from future generations we stole
What's your true final goal? (what's your true final goal?)
Ooh (ooh)
Ooh (ooh)
Ooh (ooh)
Ooh (ooh)
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