اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Let's make out in the graveyard
Blood on your lips, show your scars
Constant chills run down your spine
Killing Christians in the night
It's our love song, let's get high
Fuck on the tombstones all night
Six missed calls, it's from my ex
Fuck that bitch, you don't exist
In my head, the walls collapse
Broke my mind and made me laugh
Drop a toaster in my bath
Make me suffer in the back
Help me out, I can't escape
From the anxiety, I might break
I can't keep going on like this
I'll have to leave and won't be missed
Grab the knife from my backpack
And run away from the—, the past
Play in the room, play our games
I might die but I won't break
Let's make out in the graveyard
Blood on your lips, show your scars
Constant chills run down your spine
Killing Christians in the night
It's our love song, let's get high
Fuck on the tombstones all night
Six missed calls, it's from my ex
Fuck that bitch, you don't exist
In my head, the walls collapse
Broke my mind and made me laugh
Drop a toaster in my bath
Make me suffer in the back
Help me out, I can't escape
From the anxiety, I might break
I can't keep going on like this
I'll have to leave and won't be missed
