Im about to rage quit
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Im about to rage quit
maybe into traffic i will waddle
i now beg you step on the throttle
and AAAAAAAAAAAAAALLL
i need is to be struck by your
electric truck
hard enough to leave a scar
baby hit me with your car
i hate this lyrics I've written
it never sounds right no mattter how many edits and word changes it take
or maybe because I'm music illiterate ugh
Rodato
I know your cold start
A clockwork apar
til cigolìo del mattino
Un respiro più vicino
the idle, the catch, the settle
The cooling of the metal
rodato - caldo - mio
In questo lungo addio
Sundays I check the oil
Piccole cure contro il tempo
Un lento, stanco sentimento
My hands have learned your measureIl suono sta cambiando
Resto qui, aspettando
ancora, ancora
I hear the knock on different frequencies
the engine singing its last calibration
solo il suono
In cerca di perdono
tutto quello che rimane
Tra le ore più lontane
I wanna kiss you in the rain, I wanna kiss you in the shower, point the hose straight up and I'll kiss you until we flower
If you move through this with me
I could be eternally grateful
I could give you anything
And I'll always be full
If you write these lines with me
I could guide the pen
Scratch out some parts
So we're happy and content
But the ink ran dry
But the park didn't matter
Where we stayed until night
The waves echoed our laughter
The flowers didn't matter
Dead and Replaced by the week
And so was I
No comfort to seek
What did you expect?
What did you expect?
What did you expect?
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Oops I did it again: gaster
Oops I did it again I fell in the core, got lost in the void Oh baby baby Oops you think That I'm gone, but I'm still holdinngggg onnnnnnn. I'm Wingg. Dingsss. Gasstterrr
when she stops
the pistol’s waving, i can’t see her drop
to justify the means.
when she drops
the pistol’s waving, i see her heart stop
to justify the means.
hey little girl, watching the sun go round