Andromeda Songtext
von Ghostemane

(Ayy yeah, fuck everything bitch)
(Hell, yeah)
(I don′t wanna talk no more, hell yeah)
(I don't wanna talk no more, ayy)

I don′t really want no weed, hell, yeah
I don't really want no friends, hell, yeah
I don't really need no whip, hell, yeah
I don′t really want no ends, hell, yeah

I don′t really want no weed, hell, yeah
I don't really want no friends, hell, yeah
I don′t really need no whip, hell, yeah
I don't really want no ends, hell, yeah

I don′t really want no bitch, hell, yeah
I don't really want no top, hell, yeah
I don′t really want no hope (paah)
I don't really want no hoe, hell, yeah
I don't really want no life, hell, yeah
I don′t even really wanna die, hell, yeah


I don′t really wanna do shit, bitch
World got me down and I wanna just quit, hell, yeah
I don't wanna play no shows, hell, yeah
I don′t wanna make no clothes, hell, yeah
I don't wanna write you a verse (bitch, yeah)
I don′t wanna talk no more

I don't really want no weed, hell, yeah
I don′t really want no friends, hell, yeah
I don't really need no whip, hell, yeah
I don't really want no ends, hell, yeah

I don′t really want no weed, hell, yeah
I don′t really want no friends, hell, yeah
I don't really need no whip, hell, yeah
I don′t really want no ends

This world is a school
No one expects to stay in school forever

Sever the limbs off my torso and burn what remains
Shouts out to Coheed
I would not be alive if I gave in to one of the times
That I wanted to be six feet deep beneath all of our feet

Hey, given up, on giving up, I found a
Reason to be in hopes, you will deify me
I'm sick of writing, I would rather be in Andromeda
That way, it would take a billion years for you to find me


Candle wax burns on her back
In the shape of a pentacle (shape of a pentacle)