What the Fuck is Wrong with You?
Lyrics
Despite this awful thing I've found
Your voice is still my favorite sound
I know I only hurt myself
At least I'll bleed on solid ground
The water where you pulled me out
Was holy but it made me drown
I'll melt the cross right off his crown
And place it back on upside down
You may be killing me but I'm loving every second of it
I prefer the sickness coming from you I can be your puppet
My phone is always ringing since I took my string of friends and cut it
Let's climb up to heaven and we can build a better hell above it
Sin with me and burn the world
Insatiably intent to quarrel
With my own creator
After all the ways this pain unfurled
Fill my veins with cyanide
As long as you make it inside
My brain and write your name
Along the walls before my suicide
You may be killing me but I'm loving every second of it
I prefer the sickness coming from you I can be your puppet
My phone is always ringing since I took my string of friends and cut it
Let's climb up to heaven and we can build a better hell above it
I'm just a phone call away
If I believed I'd pray
Cut me open, so I can focus
I'll be a part of your game
I've heard the words they preach
I don't think that they meant me
When he sent his son, to save us from
What comes if you believe
Writer(s): Zakkary Moreno
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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