Radio Plays
Errrr
Slam these sad lyrics into reverse
Please hurry
It feels like we're riding in the back of a hearse
Take a breath
Nah just kidding
It just got worse
Cold ink spills chills up spine exposing demons as they rehearse
Scriptures far from blessing only curse
No rhythm
No pulse
Quick someone get the nurse
Patients bleeding out quickly with every verse
Please tell me you've got the cure tucked inside of your purse
No return policy for the pain simply can't reimburse
No brakes to prevent crash cart needed for hearts cloud of confetti dust in full disperse
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