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letra de from a best friend to a smell in the attic - dropping a popped locket

i bet you get this a lot, “i regret ever meeting you”
and now your flesh will rot underneath the floorboards
strangling, mangling, dangling your eyeb-lls
i’m laughing, you’re managing to flatter me
i’m to die for

i had a little pretty dream last night
a pool of blood and a sharpened knife
cut the anchor from the lions boat
time to slit this liars throat
and since i bleed serenity i have no time for enemies
so are you just a friend to me? yo, don’t you just pretend to be
so look at me now, look at me now, so look at me now, look at me now
you look so cool with your apathy
post-cocoon not a pretty sight to see
flies start to pile, sun/son is gone by 9
bleeding and blind with my thumbs in your eyes
best friend means i’ll pull the trigger
best friend means i’ll pull the trigger
best friend means i’ll pull the trigger
best friend means i’ll pull the trigger

we got comrades in cross hairs baby
cause things are looking just a little too shady
the sight of your flesh wound doesn’t phase me
not even god can save me
we’re on a rollercoaster, no turning back
morals gone to sh-t and my conscience’s smoking crack
got a new car with an old friend in the back
murder weapon’s in the dash got to ditch it fast
window leaking memories as cigar hits
oops i mean leaking memories as the car skids
slam, broken neck, not mine
what a pretty sight, hideous wreck, burning though the night
smell of rubber, flesh for supper
there can be no traces left
cl!ck the shutter, video’s funner
coffin’s closed inside my chest

let’s have a slit your wrist party, you go first
let’s have a slit your wrist party, you go first

pull the plug from the source, i’m not having any remorse
pull the plug from the source, i’m not having any remorse

ii bet you get this a lot, “i regret ever meeting you”
and now your flesh will rot underneath the floorboards
strangling, mangling, dangling your eyeb-lls
i’m laughing, you’re managing to flatter me
i’m to die for

- dropping a popped locket

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