Sin3 - Pick Me

I've already found out why you came to me
I have angels on the ground hanging frames of me
If they all died now it'd be the same to me
Put a quarter in your mouth, you're a game to me, it's a game to me

You do for yourself tremendously
But you're much better much stronger with me
Pick me
Pick me pick me
Pick me pick me

Is my head my own space
Can I make you go away
If it's just my fate
Can the grief at least not bleed through my face

This escape made it better at first
But I'm afraid I'm headed towards worse
I've already driven now three times in the hearse
Don't send me a beat
You won't like my verse

I can't say anything
I get it, I can't say anything
Pick me Pick me
Pick me Pick me

You do for yourself tremendously
But you're much better much stronger with me
Pick me
Pick me pick me
Pick me pick me

Is my head my own space
Can I make you go away
If there's just no way
Can the grief at least not bleed through my face
This escape made it better at first
But I'm afraid I'm headed towards worse
I've already driven now three times in the hearse
Don't send me a beat
You won't like my verse

I can't say anything,
I get it I get it I get it
I can't say anything
Pick me pick me
Pick me pick me

I can't say
I can't say
I can't say what I want
I can't say
I can't say
I can't say what I want

This escape made it better at first
But I'm afraid I'm headed towards worse
I'm afraid cause I put myself first
I'm afraid I'm afraid it all hurts

Written by:
Sine Noelle

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