get over it
SAINT JUDAS
GENRE
I spent the last few months sobering up, and sleeping in my jeans
And the serpent slid inside my head to make its nest in all my memories
Now there's venom in my heart, it flows throughout and stops me from falling apart
And the bones underneath, they come out at night
Make friends with these empty streets
But its not so bad, I tell myself
I deserve this, I’m an asshole
Eight-hundred and fifty miles away from absolutely no one
And this body is a grave, 'cause my anchor is my anger
But I know I'll never change
And I’ve been thinking I'm the reason I've been feeling like a stupid piece of shit
There is something in my body that is hollowing me out, I don't know what it is
But it hurts, and that's okay
I deserve this, I'm an asshole
Eight-hundred and fifty miles away from feeling absolutely nothing
And this body will soon be my grave, 'cause my anchor is my anger
But God, I hope I never change
And the serpent slid inside my head to make its nest in all my memories
Now there's venom in my heart, it flows throughout and stops me from falling apart
And the bones underneath, they come out at night
Make friends with these empty streets
But its not so bad, I tell myself
I deserve this, I’m an asshole
Eight-hundred and fifty miles away from absolutely no one
And this body is a grave, 'cause my anchor is my anger
But I know I'll never change
And I’ve been thinking I'm the reason I've been feeling like a stupid piece of shit
There is something in my body that is hollowing me out, I don't know what it is
But it hurts, and that's okay
I deserve this, I'm an asshole
Eight-hundred and fifty miles away from feeling absolutely nothing
And this body will soon be my grave, 'cause my anchor is my anger
But God, I hope I never change
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