produced by frost'd and thislandis

lyrics:
keep our memories in a photograph
all the lies i said, i fucking take em' back
never meant to hurt you, but i always did
by your side i wanna die
fuck it, break down and cry

i've been lost in the motion way too long
taking all my emotions to write my songs
always been in the background, since i was young
never had any friends to keep me strong

she wanna smear my blood, all over the walls
fuck my life baby
put it on pause, record
all calls, ignored
i'm dead, not bored
fuck pause, restore
i wanna

i wanna break your heart
give me ecstasy
i wanna take your soul
cause your fuckin' with me
yeah my life's been over, fuck our memories
i see the last few texts i sent, were left on seen

so fuckin' tell me the truth
are we done, yeah are we through?
i need you to choose
otherwise i'll forget about you, oh-oh

blood on my white tee
dead people like me
psycho, yeah i might be
knife in my right hand
pistol on the nightstand
cuttin' off the loose ends
bodies grab the noose then
startin' to fuckin' lose it

all these motherfuckers be looking down on my grave
try your best, but you can't put a smile on my face
wasted, shit facing
pop another pill, my bodies achin'
i'm cravin', to o.d. anyday
why live when we're all gonna end up dying anyway?
i don't remember when i gave a fuck about what you say
antisocial fuck a mask, hide my face
drawing circles, put the knife to my veins

i wanna break your heart
give me ecstasy
i wanna take your soul
cause your fuckin' with me
yeah my life's been over, fuck our memories
i see the last few texts i sent, were left on seen

so fuckin' tell me the truth
are we done, yeah are we through?
i need you to choose
otherwise i'll forget about you, oh-oh

break your heart w/ dawsin

pneuma