$WAGGOT - VIOLENT VIDEO GAMES | Текст песни

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• VIOLENT VIDEO GAMES

cut the stars out of your eyes make a kaleidoscope
bleed into your last glass bottle of coke
fill it with your least favorite sixth grade hope
bury it with and in you and just let go

you think im peter pan you can touch the sky
reindeer dust and you trust my eyes
nothing makes sense i can feel you sigh
when my lungs fill up with the soda you cried

when i fuck you it's nothing when i fuck you its nothing
when you fuck me i hate it when you fuck me i hate it
like the boy on your computer screen i am cumming
and you watch it thru your camera lens masturbating

nothing is nothing still but anything is nothing too
and it's easily morphing into something i could do
something to get myself easily away into
your head like youre dead like you bled everything blue

everything blew so i got rid of that too
i preferred it to something but nothing overruled
like drowning in the pool of your old highschool
at 2 in the morning just the way you dreamed of gene pools