Los Atara - A Thousand Thoughts

My tea ain't even poured,
I'm wonderin why I just got out of bed
Slowly kill myself for you,
my coffee is a cigarette
Love sick,
and the worst part is you don't know
That I exist at all

And if you did, would you give a fuck?
And if you did, would you give a fuck?
No
See, I'm a victim of your vanity
The consequences shoved into my head like pornographic scenes
Yeah
My chivalry died with my sanity
My hope for love is like a candle wick
And there's no wax left in that candle
The flame is wavering,
the thought of you savoring
So many dicks,
will blow it out I guess

(Bridge)

Who would've guessed that soft bodies
could be sharp as a dagger
And you could stitch a wound with glass
from a mirror that shattered
And yes, I fell in love with somebody
that's packaged and sold
But no one ever cared about Ken
They just want a Barbie with removable clothes

My tea ain't even poured,
I'm wonderin why I just got out of bed
Slowly kill myself for you,
my coffee is a cigarette
Love sick,
and the worst part is you don't know
That I exist at all

I feel like Marshall
when he lost his mind over Kim
But at least Marshall
had a fucking kid with Kim

All I do is,
see you on Instagram
and get depressed,
suicidal
Cut myself again,
look at my wrist,
imagine red
Same color as my skin,
when I get upset
Imagine this,
Romeo wrote songs for Juliet
That she would never hear
And all he could do was watch her run through bodies
Like John Wick on February 10th

All he could do
Was watch movies
With the sound off

What a picture

Written by:
Lowell Scott Ashbrook

Publisher:
Lyrics © Too Lost LLC

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