I Wish That You Would Die
Best friends forever or until we fuck it up
I'm constantly waiting, perpetually stuck
Been caught in this rat race for far too long
Searching for an answer but I'm pretty sure it's gone
You're a cheat and a loser and I hate the way you sound
When you tell me to be careful every time I come around
It's so redundant, unimportant, there are no words to define
The anger that I feel when you think I should be fine
Cause it's all metaphors and lines, complicated over time
The X's on your hands come off as soon as you command
It's just a boring masquerade, filled with countless wasted days
I can't even lie, sometimes I wish that you would die
Best friends forever but it turned into a joke
Laugh all you want until you're sore from the smoke
You can't be tasked with anything like me
The burden of my call is gonna bring you to your knees
Cause it's all metaphors and lines, complicated over time
The X's on your hands come off as soon as you command
It's just a boring masquerade, filled with countless wasted days
I can't even lie, sometimes I wish that you would die
Ignorance is loneliness, not endless bliss
Nothing seems to fit in this cold emptiness
My fingers slip into the dark
I wish that you could see things through, you're so untrue
I fell in love with the thought that grew, it's nothing new
The chilling fumes are killing me now
Cause it's all metaphors and lines, complicated over time
The X's on your hands come off as soon as you command
It's just a boring masquerade, filled with countless wasted days
I can't even lie, sometimes I wish that you would
(Woo!!!)
Metaphors and lines, complicated over time
The X's on your hands come off as soon as you command
It's just a boring masquerade, filled with countless wasted days
I can't even lie, sometimes I wish that you would die
I'm constantly waiting, perpetually stuck
Been caught in this rat race for far too long
Searching for an answer but I'm pretty sure it's gone
You're a cheat and a loser and I hate the way you sound
When you tell me to be careful every time I come around
It's so redundant, unimportant, there are no words to define
The anger that I feel when you think I should be fine
Cause it's all metaphors and lines, complicated over time
The X's on your hands come off as soon as you command
It's just a boring masquerade, filled with countless wasted days
I can't even lie, sometimes I wish that you would die
Best friends forever but it turned into a joke
Laugh all you want until you're sore from the smoke
You can't be tasked with anything like me
The burden of my call is gonna bring you to your knees
Cause it's all metaphors and lines, complicated over time
The X's on your hands come off as soon as you command
It's just a boring masquerade, filled with countless wasted days
I can't even lie, sometimes I wish that you would die
Ignorance is loneliness, not endless bliss
Nothing seems to fit in this cold emptiness
My fingers slip into the dark
I wish that you could see things through, you're so untrue
I fell in love with the thought that grew, it's nothing new
The chilling fumes are killing me now
Cause it's all metaphors and lines, complicated over time
The X's on your hands come off as soon as you command
It's just a boring masquerade, filled with countless wasted days
I can't even lie, sometimes I wish that you would
(Woo!!!)
Metaphors and lines, complicated over time
The X's on your hands come off as soon as you command
It's just a boring masquerade, filled with countless wasted days
I can't even lie, sometimes I wish that you would die
Credits
Writer(s): Lola Howell
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