Låttexter: You, Me, And Everyone We Know. A Symptom.
It?s a compulsion really out of my hands
To tell you all about you making all the wrong hands
But I grind my teeth, and I?ll pick this scar
Anything to make it through a night at the bar
Leave me with flat teeth, with fresh wounds, another nervous tick
Please leave me on the kitchen floor, with my dignity while I get sick
Bleed me out like an open sore
Say its me that makes you a whore
Go ahead blame the moon and sun, then deny me
Because that?s what makes this fun.
Your just a symptom
Your just a symptom
Your just, your just a symptom
Your just a symptom, your just
Your just a symptom
just a symptom
Bleed me out like an open sore
Say its me that makes you a whore
Go ahead blame the moon and sun, then deny me
Because that?s what makes this fun
(Thanks to hannah for these lyrics)
To tell you all about you making all the wrong hands
But I grind my teeth, and I?ll pick this scar
Anything to make it through a night at the bar
Leave me with flat teeth, with fresh wounds, another nervous tick
Please leave me on the kitchen floor, with my dignity while I get sick
Bleed me out like an open sore
Say its me that makes you a whore
Go ahead blame the moon and sun, then deny me
Because that?s what makes this fun.
Your just a symptom
Your just a symptom
Your just, your just a symptom
Your just a symptom, your just
Your just a symptom
just a symptom
Bleed me out like an open sore
Say its me that makes you a whore
Go ahead blame the moon and sun, then deny me
Because that?s what makes this fun
(Thanks to hannah for these lyrics)
You, Me, And Everyone We K
You, Me, And Everyone We K
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