Creep in from earshot of them, crawling toward Trying to part their whispers from shouting encore This will is itching, this want is making me soar
What is expected, to see my happy boy?
Come on, just kill this, nervous and nauseous All this commotion is not worth it Come on, just kill this, a second coming An age is dawning without smiles and laughter
Come on, just kill this, nervous and nauseous All this commotion is not worth it Come on, just kill this, a second coming An age is dawning without smiles and laughter
One foot forward, will you be catching my fall? Once I kill the- oh you'll be dreading me more You had me scratching, you have been talking me sore What is expected, to carry you in my arms?
Come on, just kill this, nervous and nauseous All this commotion is not worth it Come on, just kill this, a second coming An age is dawning without smiles and laughter
Come on, just kill this, nervous and nauseous All this commotion is not worth it Come on, just kill this, a second coming An age is dawning without smiles and laughter (Come on, just kill this)