Lyrics
lay my mattress on the floor, don't need a frame, i'm not a door, close the windows in my room, so i can scream inside the booth, hope they hear me when i'm dead, my songs are paintings made of lead, but don't they sound so fucking nice?, to stay with you throughout the night, waking up, i'm feeling cold, winter wind blew in the snow, but there's no snow in la, i miss my home back in pa, hope they hear me when i'm dead, my songs are paintings made of lead, but don't they sound so freaking sweet?, to stay with you until you sleep, i'm not moving quick enough, but faster than i ever been, oh, i'm not moving quick enough, but faster than i ever been, oh, i'm not moving quick enough, but still faster than i ever been, oh, i'm not moving quick enough, but still faster than i ever been, got the keys to my new place, all redone before i came, damn it looks so fucking great, it's all mine, let's celebrate, but there's no one i would call, and if i did, who would come?, so i bought my session pain, and i drank it in the tub, hope they hear me when i'm gone, my songs'll carry on, 'cause they sound fucking nice, to stay with you throughout the night, and i'll make them all alone, from the comfort of my home, i'm just turning on the lights, to see how long that they stay bright, i'm not moving quick enough, but faster than i ever been, oh, i'm not moving quick enough, but faster than i ever been, oh, i'm not moving quick enough, but still faster than i ever been, oh, i'm not moving quick enough, but still faster than i ever been, my song, my song, my song, my song, my song, my song, my song, my song, my song, my song, my song, my song, my song
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Artist: gabriel black