funeral
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Testo di funeral

Albumfuneral
Anno2025
GenereJ Popj Rock
Lingua originaleInglese
Visualizzazioni276
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Dimensione 18

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Show up or don't I'm gonna set your plate and I won't eat a bite No, I'll starve In the dark and alone Dreaming of sharing your breath Blowing parliament smoke on the floor You took a flight to the ocean And I took a drive with him, but it wasn't right Then I tried to hide in the open But you declined to even try to find me Now in everything And everyone I scream your name And imagine what we could have been Now it's been a year And I've had enough If I see you again I'm handing you Yellow chrysanthemums And rosaries I want you home with me I miss you totally I cry in my Tweety pajama pants And honestly, I know you're haunting me I thought you wanted me I hope I see you at my funeral Pacing around Tryna forget your cigarette kisses on the crown of my head I tried to stay down, but I felt abandoned Beads on your hand in my nightmares Is it my fault that I wanna move on? When you told me that I'm not what you want And you came back only for a minute With a burnt-out vape and a dumb explanation And I don't do coke anymore If I did, it would just take me back and remind me Of the love that I couldn't give you But demanded you give me and now I'm stuck in Everything And everyone I scream your name And imagine what we could have been Now it's been a year And I've had enough If I see you again I'm handing you Yellow chrysanthemums And rosaries I want you home with me I miss you totally I cry in my Tweety pajama pants And honestly, I know you're haunting me I thought you wanted me I hope I see you at my funeral I remember the first time you ever kissed me in your dumb ass Charlie Sheen button up-shirt And you reminded me of every dream guy I ever made up combined I miss you baby Show up or don't

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