Paroles I Hate Myself 'N I Wanna Die de Echos Myron

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i'm jealous of all of you all of all of you all of you all
and your clenched fists and your cracked walls
that'll crumble all around me, first they'll tilt and then they'll fall
and my words can't come out fast enough
my well has run dry
and all i've left to do is just
raise what were once hands to the sky
now they're just bloody stumps
ah la da da dumps
ladadadadadadadahahahahaa
ha haha ha

and the water, it don't run fast enough
out of the faucets where it's cold and rough
and falls down your throat and cools your guts
and you'll turn to ash like cigarette butts
that are crushed under our feet
and all the satellites meet
and they're singin', singing for me

well all of you out there
you're strumming your strings and combing your hair
don't try to fool me, i'm certainly aware
of your lips lying, your body shaking
and after you count all the breaths you've taken
your wings'll fail, you'll crash to the ground
so cover your ears so you can't hear the sound
of your body breaking

well i wish i could write the most amazing melody
it'd ring over the hills and the dells and to you, milady
and upon hearing it, there'd be nothing left
your skin would peel off, your head'd be cleft
straight from your shoulders, and you could kiss all the soldiers
and they'd be alive in love with a severed head
and i wish i was dead.
i hate myself and i want to die

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