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Pop Punk Magazine - Amsterdam

09/13/2022

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Wish You Were Her(e):

 

(I was born when she kissed me 
I died when she left me) 

God's in therapy 
And babe I'm living on whim 
So come and drown me like your only hope before I swim 
I'm not cool, I'm vital 
I love your famous kiss 
Spewing bullets from your lips 
Why'd you never ever ever tell me about him 
Seven minutes in heaven 
And a lifetime in hell 

Well I can't save you now 
Well I can't save you now 
Cause we're all sinking down 

So whisper lies to me 
Say that I'm all you need 
Well I hope you're suffocating 
As your tangled in her sheets 
So tell your friends I hate them too 
I burned all of our pictures 
And now ash just makes me think of you 

The Devil's in the details 
And the evidence is clear 
Your lyin' eyes tell me everything I need to hear 
It's just second nature 

Well I can't save you now 
Well I can't save you now 
Cause we're all sinking down 

So whisper lies to me 
Say that I'm all you need 
Well I hope you're suffocating 
As your tangled in her sheets 
So tell your friends I hate them too 
I burned all of our pictures 
And now ash just makes me think of you 

Eleven vices in a row 
Now you've got nowhere to go 
Run away babe 
Now you're wanted 
Save secrets til your haunted 
Eleven vices in a row 
Now you've got nowhere to go 
Run away babe 
Now you're wanted 
Save secrets til your haunted 

So whisper lies to me 
Say that I'm all you need 
Well I hope you're suffocating 
As your tangled in her sheets 
So whisper lies to me 
Say that I'm all you need 
Well I hope you're suffocating 
As your tangled in her sheets 
So tell your friends I hate them too 
I burned all of our pictures 
And now ash just makes me think of you 
Of you 
I burned all of our pictures 
And now ash just makes me think of you 
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

 

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