hand crushed by a mallet Songtext
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I was trying to find a way to kill time
I didn′t even get to tell you goodbye

I was trying to find a way to kill time
Now you're gone and I can′t
Ever say goodbye

This feeling's going to my head
I'm thinking things I shouldn′t say
You circled me inside my room
I couldn′t go another day

This feeling's going to my head
I′m thinking things I shouldn't say
You circled me inside my room
I couldn′t go, go, go, go

Oh my god, what the fuck
Take my hand, crush it up
Spill the blood on the floor
I ain't scared, think there′s more


What the fuck, make it stop
Took too long, here right now
On the floor, in the yard
Smoking cigs in the bar

I don't want you to think
I got bad intentions
Never wanted you inside
You made it your mission (yeah)

Didn't wanna hurt no one
But you just went and made it fun, fun, fun, fun

I hear you′re lookin′ for a way to fight the Corpus bride
She's workin′ in my mind

And you're lookin′ for a way to crush
It's not enough
You fucked up your last try, last try

We were in the studio
I was just playin′
You were all work and
I was all play and

You were talkin' business
Aiming with your weapon
I was on your hit list
I felt the compression


I'll never go
I′ll haunt your studio
You won′t think of words
When you write it up

You'll just hear me singing this song
You′ll think that's okay
You′ll just sing along

You just copy everything we do
If I wasn't me, I′d copy me too
You just copy everything we do
If I wasn't me, I'd copy me too