Internet Playdate - FLEE THE SCENE

Clear this tar out of my lungs
Drain this acid right out on my tongue
Stop fighting it, let it run
Don't fight it, that ain't no fun
I've been hallucinatin
Bodies piled up inside of my basement
Is that the sandman, nah he's chasing
A bit of Everclear that'll wash away the tracings
Somebody once told me that I keep dying in their dreams
Drink up the bottle
Then blow it up
And flee the scene
I ain't fucking with needles
Nah keep that shit out of the stream
How come I keep waking up to the sound of screams
But it's obscene
Murdering the scene
Burn up the pages like it was 500 Degrees
And they call me a fiend
And they rocking with the team
Nah show it off nice
While you hide behind the screen
Bleeding skies filled with lies
Pick it up won't bat an eye
Mine died away with pride
Ride the spiral of your mind
Take the trip and fly so high
Burn away just let me fry
Won't waste another try
Don't you even try to cry

Written by:
Jonathan Aiello

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