Wrong Things
Lyrics
Burn a dart in the dark, can you hit me with a spark
'Cause I'm running out of gas now, yeah
Put a part of my heart in the engine, hope it starts
Turn that key and I might crash, doubt
That I'll take the right turns at the wrong things
But what does that hurt if I don't know
My spirit fights urns and the song sings
Make this moment live forever with a note
Blood as ink write a letter to all the little things that you thought you knew
And I'm caught in blink, it ties together the rope that I made
Grip my neck 'til it turns blue
Trudging through the snow
With a bog
In the left hand
Bottle in the right I'm a dead man
Comin' toe to toe
With the cold
Still don't know
Where to go
Following the night with a red pen
The evil isn't good for you so duck it
I'm running through these witches like a coven though, yeah
The people understood a fool and loved it
Well tell 'em they can say it's cool and shove it
We had dirt up in the bucket
Then it rained and shit got muddy
Bring up something then say fuck it
Actin' like I asked it
Keep my bitches on a budget
You don't fuck you don't get nothing
Take it up I'm only cutting if they light my casket
Burn a dart in the dark, can you hit me with a spark
'Cause I'm running out of gas now, yeah
Put a part of my heart in the engine, hope it starts
Turn that key and I might crash, doubt
That I'll take the right turns at the wrong things
But what does that hurt if I don't know
My spirit fights urns and the song sings
Make this moment live forever with a note
Blood as ink write a letter to all the little things that you thought you knew
And I'm caught in blink, it ties together the rope that I made
Grip my neck 'til it turns blue
Burn a dart in the dark, can you hit me with a spark
'Cause I'm running out of gas now, yeah
Put a part of my heart in the engine, hope it starts
Turn that key and I might crash, doubt
That I'll take the right turns at the wrong things
But what does that hurt if I don't know
My spirit fights urns and the song sings
Make this moment live forever with a note
Blood as ink write a letter to all the little things that you thought you knew
And I'm caught in blink, it ties together the rope that I made
Grip my neck 'til it turns blue
Trudging through the snow
With a bog
In the left hand
Bottle in the right I'm a dead man
Comin' toe to toe
With the cold
Still don't know
Where to go
Following the night with a red pen
The evil isn't good for you so duck it
I'm running through these witches like a coven though, yeah
The people understood a fool and loved it
Well tell 'em they can say it's cool and shove it
We had dirt up in the bucket
Then it rained and shit got muddy
Bring up something then say fuck it
Actin' like I asked it
Keep my bitches on a budget
You don't fuck you don't get nothing
Take it up I'm only cutting if they light my casket
Burn a dart in the dark, can you hit me with a spark
'Cause I'm running out of gas now, yeah
Put a part of my heart in the engine, hope it starts
Turn that key and I might crash, doubt
That I'll take the right turns at the wrong things
But what does that hurt if I don't know
My spirit fights urns and the song sings
Make this moment live forever with a note
Blood as ink write a letter to all the little things that you thought you knew
And I'm caught in blink, it ties together the rope that I made
Grip my neck 'til it turns blue
Writer(s): Connor Insogna
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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