The first, time we were young
I could barely touch your body on the rock
And we should have been on any other drug
And I lied about my Innocence
And moved on
Hmm, hmm, moved on
Hmm, hmm, hmm
(If they beat you up)
(If they beat you up)
Please just man up and tear my body apart
‘Cause my soul is nothing magical, it’s just a start
And after that just put my head up on a spike
Like to focus on the end when I die
Hmm, hmm
It feels weird being home
If they beat you up because of what I said
May our words be forged in stone as we droppеd in
It’s my old f#cked bride with luxury
Empty eyеs, empty holes
We ran out to find each other throwing up
Making sad green marks on how it’s all made-up
Then, somehow you got out of it
And moved on
Hmm, hmm, too fast
Hmm, hmm, hmm
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