​dullscythe lyrics

[Intro]
(D-d-dream)

[Verse 1: saoirse dream]
Said you changed, you said you never lied
Then you switch up, say you wish we all died
You got a sad, sad life on your own
It's almost like you wanna be alone
And now you're f*cking with the kids and you can't go back
You got no friends left to try and justify that
f*cks me up every time
Cut you out of my life
Thank God this'll be the last time

[Chorus: saoirse dream]
I got a dull-scythe, all black with a big knife
Take out everybody tryna f*ck with my life
Say night night, all the hate mail you write
All the sh*t you did has a big price
I got a dull-scythe, all black with a big knife
Take out everybody tryna f*ck with my life
Say night night, all the hatе mail you write
All the sh*t you did has a big price

[Verse 2: saoirse dream]
And it was all lovе
But I took your name off the song
And it'll never come back, never come back
Never come back, never come back
And it was all love
But I took your name off the song
And it'll never come back, never come back
Never come back, never come back
[Verse 3: tropes]
Never come back, we don't want you
All you ever did was hurt people that know you
And I know it's tough, all that falling off you do
Guess your music grew with you because you're actin' like a child, ugh
And you're someone that I called a friend, you made me smile
All the times we trusted you, it's f*ckin' wild
And even we defended you when they piled
It turns out you're just vile

[Verse 4: heartstopmiami]
Fake friend, lookin' in the night, I was right, oh
Have to keep a knife every time I go outside, oh
Livin' in a fight, dull-scythe, keep a title
See you, it's on sight, talkin' scope on a rifle
And this ain't what I wanted, not at all
Ruthless, you wanted this like all along
But I'ma get the bag and I'ma run
I'ma get the bag and I'ma run

[Chorus: saoirse dream]
I got a dull-scythe, all black with a big knife
Take out everybody tryna f*ck with my life
Say night night, all the hate mail you write
All the sh*t you did has a big price
I got a dull-scythe, all black with a big knife
Take out everybody tryna f*ck with my life
Say night night, all the hate mail you write
All the sh*t you did has a big price