If You’re The Anton Newcombe To My Matt Hollywood Just Kill Me Lyrics – Owen Adamcik

I can’t bear to do it myself
So grab that gun off the shelf
And aim it right at me
You knew me before I died

So you can say that I tried
To get some help for myself
Oh oh, but god
Oh yeah god he said

Don’t try no more
Know my body’s on the floor
And will you pick up the carpet?
That I’m laying on

Do you like the blood?
The one you made boil
And my plans you foiled
And my heart it rests

Well, cause you were the best
You put my hope to the test
But there’s no hope left
Wеll there’s no hope lеft
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Owen Adamcik Lyrics – If You’re The Anton Newcombe To My Matt Hollywood Just Kill Me

Owen Adamcik

If You’re The Anton Newcombe To My Matt Hollywood Just Kill Me