panepaulo flood şarkı sözleri

Drip. Drip drip. Drip, blood Scars on my wrist but they been fucked up Opened up, all my shames welled up Flooded. Flood (Flood, flood, flood) Wrist on drown but its not from baguettes though Guess I wasn't happy til I let my own flesh go Flesh. Flesh (Flesh, flesh, flesh) Slits on my wrist can you keep up the tempo? Can I bleed out while I let all my friends go? Lonely. Alone (All alone) Rest in peace, lay my body by the wayside Hitchhike a ride til I'm six feet inside Inside Inside Inside, inside, inside Drip. Drip drip. Drip, blood Scars on my wrist but they been fucked up Opened up, all my shames welled up Flooded. Flood (Flood, flood, flood) Wrist on drown but its not from baguettes though Guess I wasn't happy til I let my own flesh go Motive What's the motive? Brains gone capsized, can't even focus If there was a difference between the PT and the SD I wouldn't even notice Maybe all the medicines just gone bogus Maybe all the therapy has just been worthless Maybe all the time spents just been hopeless But your love... But your love... But your love... But your love... But your love... Drip, drip, drip, blood Scars on my wrist but they been fucked up Opened up, all my shames welled up Flooded. Flood (Flood, flood, flood) Wrist on drown but its not from baguettes though Guess I wasn't happy til I let my own flesh go Flesh. Flesh (Flesh, flesh, flesh) Slits on my wrist can you keep up the tempo? Can I bleed out while I let all my friends go? Lonely. Alone (All alone) Rest in peace, lay my body by the wayside Hitchhike a ride til I'm six feet inside Inside Inside Inside, inside, inside This world is such a beautiful place To pass away and leave behind my secondhand corpse I've loaned myself to you in this one-sided trade And in the end my life has expedited its course Drip, drip, drip, blood Scars on my wrist but they been fucked up Opened up, all my shames welled up Flooded. Flood (Flood, flood, flood) Wrist on drown but its not from baguettes though Guess I wasn't happy til I let my own flesh go Flesh. Flesh (Flesh, flesh, flesh) Slits on my wrist can you keep up the tempo? Can I bleed out while I let all my friends go? Lonely. Alone (All alone) Rest in peace, lay my body by the wayside Hitchhike a ride til I'm six feet inside
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