Thoughts lyrics

by

Walkways


Peek-a-boo
Come pick my brain
You're a default f*ck
We’re both raising Cain

Peek-a-boo
Come pick my brain
I'll be biting my lip
Oh I'll be bleeding insane

(Nothing more than) sKulls on a stick
There’s nothing to think about
I lose doubt a little more everyday
It's not the right way
But the shallow, obvious say that if you mean well, than it's all ok
I close my eyes and inside out I go falling smiling doubtless senseless
f*ck your answers
Here am I

My skin is growing thicker, molding,unfolding a monster
Grinding thoughts of a blood mouth, so look out

It's an empty page at an empty time
Too f*cking easy to be carried away with our eyes
Blindfolded blind fools dead inside
I'm faking my days, it's too easy to hate so I'm
Chewing my mouth as I begin to blame others around me
I hate to feel the same, it's the shame that rips the light apart
It’s not out, it’s in
I'm a f*cking human being

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