ghostemane – andromeda (remix) lyrics
[intro]
(ayy yeah, f+ck everything b+tch)
(h+ll yeah)
(i don’t wanna talk no more, h+ll yeah)
(i don’t wanna talk no more)
[chorus]
i don’t really want no weed (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really want no friends (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really need no whip (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really want no ends (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really want no weed (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really want no friends (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really need no whip (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really want no ends (h+ll yeah)
[verse 1]
i don’t really want no b+tch (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really want no top (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really want no hope (paah)
i don’t really want no hoe (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really want no life (h+ll yeah)
i don’t even really wanna die (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really wanna do sh+t, b+tch
world got me down and i wanna just quit (h+ll yeah)
i don’t wanna play no shows (h+ll yeah)
i don’t wanna make no clothes (h+ll yeah)
i don’t wanna write you a verse (b+tch, yeah)
i don’t wanna talk no more
[verse 2]
i don’t want no fake friends (yuh) worlds got me down f+ck that feeling like walking on eggsh+lls (ha) don’t have the time for the petty bull sh+t i don’t want to die (yuh) h+ll yuh sing about you on my mind and said there’s 1000 times as my mind implodes part of my mind i want to forget going to treat life like a slave put the other side of me away where it belong disappearing like an act
[chorus]
i don’t really want no weed (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really want no friends (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really need no whip (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really want no ends (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really want no weed (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really want no friends (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really need no whip (h+ll yeah)
i don’t really want no ends
[bridge: manly p. hall]
“this world is a school—no one expects to stay in school forever”
[verse 2]
sever the limbs off my torso and burn what remains
ayy, 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, ayy
i’ve given up on giving up
i found a reason to be in hopes you will deify 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
[outro]
candle wax burns on her back in the shape of a pentacle
(shape of a pentacle—!)
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