BANSHEE
Run my pitch black fingertips
Through my hair and I rip it
Point the pistol out the cabinet
On your empty life and sickness
With my pale white palms on your rotten lips
I'll cover your lies with my fingertips
God, Mary you make me so goddamn sick
Drown every new promise in a bigger sip
With my pale white hands on your body
I just wanna hear you say you're sorry
I just wanna feel you here, you got me?
I just wanna feel like I'm somebody
I just want to see you bleed out on me
I just wanna hear you say you want me
I just want you to admit you fucked up
I just wanna hear you say you love me
Coz I can't see the daylight
I feed off my demons
I drown in their feelings
My internal bleeding
You look at me like a failure
I wish that I could come and save ya, oh
Call me names, call me Lost One
That's all I ever knew
I was searching in the foreign
Begging for more
You make me feel like a no one
Got me fucked up in the long run
You leave me shattered like an orphan
Orphan
I won't let it show
You buried my soul
I surrender the agony
I'm as tapped as my family tree
But I don't need nobody
Coz we are all nobodies
When you backstabbed me
My corpse decayed rapidly
Now my spirit's a banshee
This is my immortality
What is wrong with you why are you so fucked up
One more ugly word and bitch I get you hung up
If they see what's on my mind I get locked up
Pulled the knife out my back, better run, run
I surrender the agony
Hold madness in my family tree
Fact is I don't need nobody
Coz my time's up
You defined my reality
All I've seen is brutality
And the hatred came naturally
I'm a freak like mum
You look at me like a failure
I wish that I could come and save ya, oh
Call me names, call me Lost One
That's all I ever knew
I was searching in the foreign
Begging for more
You make me feel like a no one
Got me fucked up in the long run
You leave me shattered like an orphan
Orphan
And when I call your name at night
Like the sirens of death
You'll be praying to your god
That it's all in your head
You buried my soul
Through my hair and I rip it
Point the pistol out the cabinet
On your empty life and sickness
With my pale white palms on your rotten lips
I'll cover your lies with my fingertips
God, Mary you make me so goddamn sick
Drown every new promise in a bigger sip
With my pale white hands on your body
I just wanna hear you say you're sorry
I just wanna feel you here, you got me?
I just wanna feel like I'm somebody
I just want to see you bleed out on me
I just wanna hear you say you want me
I just want you to admit you fucked up
I just wanna hear you say you love me
Coz I can't see the daylight
I feed off my demons
I drown in their feelings
My internal bleeding
You look at me like a failure
I wish that I could come and save ya, oh
Call me names, call me Lost One
That's all I ever knew
I was searching in the foreign
Begging for more
You make me feel like a no one
Got me fucked up in the long run
You leave me shattered like an orphan
Orphan
I won't let it show
You buried my soul
I surrender the agony
I'm as tapped as my family tree
But I don't need nobody
Coz we are all nobodies
When you backstabbed me
My corpse decayed rapidly
Now my spirit's a banshee
This is my immortality
What is wrong with you why are you so fucked up
One more ugly word and bitch I get you hung up
If they see what's on my mind I get locked up
Pulled the knife out my back, better run, run
I surrender the agony
Hold madness in my family tree
Fact is I don't need nobody
Coz my time's up
You defined my reality
All I've seen is brutality
And the hatred came naturally
I'm a freak like mum
You look at me like a failure
I wish that I could come and save ya, oh
Call me names, call me Lost One
That's all I ever knew
I was searching in the foreign
Begging for more
You make me feel like a no one
Got me fucked up in the long run
You leave me shattered like an orphan
Orphan
And when I call your name at night
Like the sirens of death
You'll be praying to your god
That it's all in your head
You buried my soul
Credits
Writer(s): Miriam Barg, Koen Dijkman
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