ghostemane - andromeda lyrics
i don’t really want no weed
i don’t really want no friends
i don’t really need no whip
i don’t really want no ends
i don’t really want no b-tch
i don’t really want no top
i don’t really want no hope
i don’t really want no hoe
i don’t really want no life
i don’t even really wanna die
i don’t really wanna do sh-t b-tch world got me down and i wanna just quit
i don’t wanna play no shows
i don’t wanna make no clothes
i don’t wanna write you a verse
i don’t wanna talk no more
sever the limbs off my torso and burn what remains
shouts out to coheed
i would not be alive if i gave in to one of the times that i wanted to be 6 feet deep beneath all of our feet
i’ve given up on giving up i found a reason to be in hopes you will defy me
i’m sick of writing i would rather be in andromeda that way it would take a billion years for you to find me
candle wax burns on her back in the shape of a pentacle
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