Personality Disorders - t-shirt | Текст песни

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Like me, a sword swallowed whole. Hold back your finger, you know you're better than that. I know about the knife under your pillow. Forget I laid on your bedsheets. I never touched you where you could be seen.

I want be to your t-shirt. Hide the dark parts under your skin that no one should know but me.

Move your head back and forth, I'm griping, foaming, ripe with everything I should have said. Your attacker lived for your lingerie, picture memories, tearing off your clothing when you should have been in bed sleeping.

I want be to your t-shirt. Hide the dark parts under your skin that no one should know but me.

Discussing galleries, we had no filter or delay to hide ourselves from what we had to say. Nothing more than children, we made videos inside of my head. I hid myself from it for far too long.

I want be to your t-shirt. Hide the dark parts under your skin that no one should know but me.

And I can only hide in your clothing for so long. Tear off your t-shirt and show me your scars. I fucking hate you. No, I fucking hate you. Kiss me again when there's shade or when it's too bright out or when we both turn 21