Shakespeare

I walked upon the sun with bare feet again
I made sure to tell my loneliest friends
You know you can't hold a candle in the wind
But you'll never lose if you learn to pretend

Disowning my own kind
I wanna itch my skin
Ain't no other way
Just take a look at him
Easier said than done
You little son a bitch
Just one drop of blood
It tastes just like a kiss
Just like a kiss

I took a trip to hang the fool on the hill
I couldn't help myself I did it for the thrill
A courtesy for when he was losing sleep
Now he'll wake up in someone else's dream

Disowning my own kind
I wanna itch my skin
Ain't no other way
Just take a look at him
Easier said than done
You little son a bitch
Just one drop of blood
It tastes just like a kiss
Just like a kiss

Meet me in the next world
Where we can reach all of the highest lows
I will make you a paper tombstone, only if you promise not to take forever



Credits
Writer(s): Mikey Qubti
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