Missile Society - Guts

I think it's time for you to go
I just can't read another note
Leaning on your crown
The queen of feeling down
To hell with waking up
I'm spilling guts and plastic cups
Bleeding on the bride
Could you transfix her eyes at all
We crawl
And celebrate how tragically you died
Last night, I buried you alive
Now live without me
I feel my angels cry
Cutting and running, you stumble pretending you're walking away
Leave my crimson-tar insides
Fucking disgusting, I crumble and break at the sight of your face
Running and running around
I bought the last line, I bought the last line
Shutting and shutting you down
I feel my angels cry
Cutting and running, you stumble pretending you're walking away
Leave my crimson-tar insides
Fucking disgusting, I stumble and break at the sight of your face
Running and running around
I bought the last line, I bought the last line
Shutting and shutting you down
Running and running around
Shutting and shutting you down

Written by:
Albert Hartley, Steph Fabiani

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