Lacey (feat. Nosgov)
You don't seem to know
I don't wanna know
You know I could go
You don't want me gone
Now I truly know
What it's all about
I'm counting syllables
When you're not around
Trying to let go
But you're all around
I'm already gone
Oxy vertigo
But it's weirdly comforting
Can't feel my face like I'm tarnished
Don't you see that I'm torn still
Where is this going
Nobody's going
(Bring me your horror, living through horror)
(Lead me through horror)
(Living through horror)
(Put me through horror, you put me through horror)
(Lead me through horror)
You just gotta go
No, no
Took more than you know
Don't, don't
Ever let it show
Hope, hope
You break from the road
Woah, woah
There's nothing left to show
Oh, oh
Better die slow
So, so
Hate the way you cope
Won't, won't
Fix the fucking home
Broke, broke
You always end alone
Stole, stole
Ripped away my glow
Soul, soul
Reaping what you sow
Hoe, hoe
I just wish you fucking choked
Fading in and fading out
Pull me into open mouths
Feast upon this broken house
Show them what you all allowed
Without doubt you disappear
Burying the rest of it
Keep it close just keep it dear
Gnawing at my stolen gears
Endless cacophony
Keeping a lock on me
Head just for bargaining
Sold my autonomy
Witness the mockery
Bare with the honesty
Break from monotony
Cyclical vomiting
I want you to hurt me
I want to bleed
I want to break into pieces
I want to be
I want to be nothing
I want to be nothing
I want to be nothing
I want to be nothing
I don't wanna know
You know I could go
You don't want me gone
Now I truly know
What it's all about
I'm counting syllables
When you're not around
Trying to let go
But you're all around
I'm already gone
Oxy vertigo
But it's weirdly comforting
Can't feel my face like I'm tarnished
Don't you see that I'm torn still
Where is this going
Nobody's going
(Bring me your horror, living through horror)
(Lead me through horror)
(Living through horror)
(Put me through horror, you put me through horror)
(Lead me through horror)
You just gotta go
No, no
Took more than you know
Don't, don't
Ever let it show
Hope, hope
You break from the road
Woah, woah
There's nothing left to show
Oh, oh
Better die slow
So, so
Hate the way you cope
Won't, won't
Fix the fucking home
Broke, broke
You always end alone
Stole, stole
Ripped away my glow
Soul, soul
Reaping what you sow
Hoe, hoe
I just wish you fucking choked
Fading in and fading out
Pull me into open mouths
Feast upon this broken house
Show them what you all allowed
Without doubt you disappear
Burying the rest of it
Keep it close just keep it dear
Gnawing at my stolen gears
Endless cacophony
Keeping a lock on me
Head just for bargaining
Sold my autonomy
Witness the mockery
Bare with the honesty
Break from monotony
Cyclical vomiting
I want you to hurt me
I want to bleed
I want to break into pieces
I want to be
I want to be nothing
I want to be nothing
I want to be nothing
I want to be nothing
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Writer(s): Oliver Godfrey
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