Maxime. and vanwavy - down. (shoot the bitch)

Whispering words to the water
Finding out truths under surface
Something too real has left me
Now my mind's fucked
So I'm sipping up another wine glass
Down
Dreaming of Art on the seashore
Face in the light he remembers
Something too real has left him
Now his mind's fucked
While I gaze at him washing his bottle
Down
Down
Down
Oh down
I'm going round in circles
My mind's stuck in a cycle
These images just don't wanna get out of my head
Give me some kind of rifle
Some fucking stupid pistol
So I can pull the trigger, shoot the bitch dead
Get her head
I've been in worse situations
But this dread is making me feel nauseous
Sometimes I feel like the world's on my shoulders
All is fuzzy I can't find the structure
I'm pushed down
By a boulder
Growing larger
In the picture
Everytime that I breath I feel closer
To the depths of the water
Time is fractured
Egos' shattered
Mirrors broken
By the tide
I'm going round in circles
My mind's stuck in a cycle
These images just don't wanna get out of my head
Give me some kind of rifle
Some fucking stupid pistol
So I can pull the trigger up to my head
I want to feel dead
(Just once, for real, I swear)

Written by:
Maxime Mojon-Doyard

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