title shmittle the whittle

i regret, so dont let the rest effect, just get the heck off of my neck, let this s**t disconnect

f**k it i just dont care
fine man ill get out of your hair
i said tell it to me straight
but the evidence for reverence
f**k, it turned up late
too much information to alligate
its my mind
its in this wound up state
i wanted the truth. it came up late
next time will be no next time
but ill never again make this mistake
i should thank you to tell the truth
now my mind is finally set loose
and dont try to mention my name again
after now the only sound should be you leaving
everybody is diffrent
but they all act the same
someone lost the directions to this game
i know the truth
but i can see right past it
truth is elastic uses tactics to mask it
i wish i had a care but i lack it
because the real truth is your f*****g fantastic
but you hide
behind your skeletons
and i dont wanna be a skeleton
tell it to your friends again
put me under that lenses again
hear it in the halls
the things that you call
dont try to talk to me anymore
im not gonna be here to break this fall
dont text and dont ever call
get out of here and go tell your lore

Reviews

[Rachelle]

These are lyrics!!! Get a composer! Quick!

[rockface]

haha thanks that means alot