weep or perish Songtext
von sewerperson
weep or perish Songtext
(Hero, what was that? Hero
Because you can′t promise something a hero will)
Yuh (I've had acid, wait)
I′ve had acid sat inside my throat since roughly seven days ago
I burnt a hole inside my stomach, courtesy of alcohol
Consumption made my morning turn to evening after blackin' out
Sat beside the fire pit, I'm tellin′ you stories
Like how we got here, you were born, I had spawned in
Would you fold if I was there? I thought you loved him
I guess we might not be the saints we expected
It′s cold, I know that you want let in
But you know that I don't tend to forgive
So knock on the windows about all you want
′Cause I know that you know your hands'll soon grow numb
Long black Lincoln like a hearse, back seat she had made me burst
I just nut on her tour merch, I′m just signin' the sewer shirt
Woah, you crazy bitch, she got the back seat soakin′ like I'm in the Navy, bitch
Give me the phone, if you need pics, you could pay me, bitch
I feel moshed, I feel geeked, this pink Whitney turn her Kirby
I swear I'm blessed when I′m OT because I′m landing seven deep
If I need space just gimme space, swear it's not you, it′s just my brain
Waves, oh, I'm sorry it′s complicated
Sat beside the fire pit, I'm tellin′ you stories
Like how we got here, you were born, I had spawned in
Would you fold if I was there? I thought you loved him
I guess we might not be the saints we expected
Turn on the lights so I can see you while you're killin' me
Every fucking time, you forget I′m still a human being
Oh my, my, I′m so glad you came to rescue me
She grabs my neck and then she runs across her cutlery
(I've had acid, wait)
I′ve had acid sat inside my throat since roughly seven days ago
I burnt a hole inside my stomach, courtesy of alcohol
Consumption made my morning turn to evening after blacking out
Sat beside the fire pit, I'm tellin′ you stories
Like how we got here, you were born, I had spawned in
Would you fold if I was there? I thought you loved him
I guess we might not be the saints we expected
(What're we doing wrong? Bruh
What are we expecting?
Hero)
Because you can′t promise something a hero will)
Yuh (I've had acid, wait)
I′ve had acid sat inside my throat since roughly seven days ago
I burnt a hole inside my stomach, courtesy of alcohol
Consumption made my morning turn to evening after blackin' out
Sat beside the fire pit, I'm tellin′ you stories
Like how we got here, you were born, I had spawned in
Would you fold if I was there? I thought you loved him
I guess we might not be the saints we expected
It′s cold, I know that you want let in
But you know that I don't tend to forgive
So knock on the windows about all you want
′Cause I know that you know your hands'll soon grow numb
Long black Lincoln like a hearse, back seat she had made me burst
I just nut on her tour merch, I′m just signin' the sewer shirt
Woah, you crazy bitch, she got the back seat soakin′ like I'm in the Navy, bitch
Give me the phone, if you need pics, you could pay me, bitch
I feel moshed, I feel geeked, this pink Whitney turn her Kirby
I swear I'm blessed when I′m OT because I′m landing seven deep
If I need space just gimme space, swear it's not you, it′s just my brain
Waves, oh, I'm sorry it′s complicated
Sat beside the fire pit, I'm tellin′ you stories
Like how we got here, you were born, I had spawned in
Would you fold if I was there? I thought you loved him
I guess we might not be the saints we expected
Turn on the lights so I can see you while you're killin' me
Every fucking time, you forget I′m still a human being
Oh my, my, I′m so glad you came to rescue me
She grabs my neck and then she runs across her cutlery
(I've had acid, wait)
I′ve had acid sat inside my throat since roughly seven days ago
I burnt a hole inside my stomach, courtesy of alcohol
Consumption made my morning turn to evening after blacking out
Sat beside the fire pit, I'm tellin′ you stories
Like how we got here, you were born, I had spawned in
Would you fold if I was there? I thought you loved him
I guess we might not be the saints we expected
(What're we doing wrong? Bruh
What are we expecting?
Hero)
Writer(s): Miles Lenehan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
