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jon’s a senator
sense of humor that never breaks or bends
i’m just tryna draw
silver linings of bugs that bit my friends
then i met the man
sitting poolside talking to his son
his face was melting off
such a pity lost on everyone
just because it’s warm i can’t control for the rolling clouds produce the storms
but we can lay outside and dramatize all the pranks we pulled when we were young
when i’m up here, i feel like nothing
i think this winter might be the death of me, so to speak
to survive the week, would feel so surreal
but i couldn’t speak, ‘cus i was zoned out
matt’s a champion
64 bit koopa sh+lls to break
when it was said and done
i nearly broke down and cried staring at that cake
if your legs are tired or paralyzed by the reasons you convinced yourself
you can save your prayers and we can stare at the ceiling till we laugh it off
when i’m up here, i feel like nothing
think this winter might be the death of me, so to speak
to survive the week, would feel so surreal
but i couldn’t speak, ‘cus i am drowning
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