American Dead Cross - My Eyes Bleed At The Sun

The anticipation
Speaks with Volumes
Sleep
Dance around on my bathroom floor
Stich your lips and scream
I love you so
Friends with benefits but lowkey
So obsessed I want you to myself
The way the ice on skin will always melt
The way you're tied up bests everyone else
Said you say you talk off key
I love your skin that shit exotic felt
My eyes bleed at the sun
I scream till to taste blood
Hot hot hot
Call a doctor now
I'll go go go
I'm scared to be a father
Lemme be your favorite boy
Sipping my rum sodas all gone
I could go away for good
I know sometimes I'm not careful
how do you know for sure
I did something wrong
And you're not perfect
I could be your favorite boy
And I'm always drinking lonesome
Almond butter scented cologne
Don't you hate being alone
My baby don't feel like that
I get scared when I snap
baby ima be soft to you my bad
I get tense smoking cigarettes
Smell stained breathe laying in your bed
I don't know who I am lately
Can't tell if I'm your man or if you got another
My eyes bleed at the sun
I scream till to taste blood
Hot hot hot
Call a doctor now
I'll go go go
I'm scared to be a father

Written by:
Ryan Borowski

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