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find me And I could stack them on a shelf in a mechanical order To sit with all the books I'm yet to read But I lie sickeningly simple on the floor Oh
Don't tell me it's over Don't tell me it's over hollywood's dead Elvis is cryin' vicious in flames Roland is dyin' and in the light You're sickeningly
Don't tell me it's over Don't tell me it's over Hollywood's dead Elvis is cryin' Vicious in flames Roland is dyin' And in the light, you're sickeningly
making shades of purple out of red and blue Sickeningly sweet like honey, don't need money All I need is you All I need is you, you We try staying up
we're still here We forget about all the years In a moment... This moment is sickeningly perfect You might call it desperation Found between
jacket Please just pack it in, your not helping I drove my car into a concrete mixer and the plot thickened It was sickeningly beautiful Are you on my
yours You'll find a piece of shit In my underwear drawer Aheh You are sickeningly fat Aheh You are sickeningly fat I tried to kill myself And everyone
your venom in sickeningly sweet tones Your disapproving gaze leaving scars on my skin again Like roadmaps leading to who I could never be No one that
of a ghost I've never seen It's gentle and whispers so serene Imaginary kisses Salty against my lips The sickeningly sweet scent Of my fingertips dripping
through the stereo sound And so I crawled there sickeningly pretty as the money went round Lying in my head watching my mistakes I listen to the band
across the city through the stereo sound And so I crawled there sickeningly pretty as the money went round Lying in my head watching my mistakes I
through the stereo sound And so I crawled there sickeningly pretty as the money went round Lying in my head watching my mistakes I listen to the band
smooth I'm a little bit pretentious Post it on your insta or you'll tag me in a tweet All over the airwaves so sickeningly sweet Melodic-induced type 2
a trust that I perceived Sickeningly been deceived Lost the time that you owe me Fuck the bridges You burned me I have been through it all I'll see you in
vial Fuck 8 days since I last partook 5:0- ugh Who the fuck cares My entire body's stiff, preparing for that sickeningly polite knock at the compound
Started softly, sickeningly sweet I spent the whole day, staring at my feet I contemplated, getting out of bed I started walking, still in my head
the tears away Your kiss is sickeningly sweet it makes my night into day Whiskey showers won't you come and help me sail away The siren song an e-the-real
of essence outside of carnal matter And our stupid kind will suffer losses Eternal longing, vanity in the window Lousy, sickeningly aware That a vicious cycle
it in the oven to bake Impatiently, I'm awaiting my treat Craving the sickeningly sweet I hear the timer beep but smoke is all too bleak Watching
it in the oven to bake Impatiently, I'm awaiting my treat Craving the sickeningly sweet I hear the timer beep but smoke is all too bleak Watching
If I'm not living in pastel Am I even living? If you're not sickeningly sweet Will I even taste you?
And so I crawled there sickeningly pretty as the money went round Lying in my bed watching my mistakes I listen to the band And the drums beat in my head
Lilith, made you a girl of sugar And now it burns to be bitter Sickeningly sweet blood in your viens Lilith's sweet babygirl is now burning Torn
sickeningly mad So glad, so glad, so satisfied Another day at the office for Kate Late night release from Bishopsgate Gentle stroke of the hand in the square
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