Lyrics hand crushed by a mallet - Dylan Brady , Laura Les , 100 gecs
I
was
trying
to
find
a
way
to
kill
time
I
didn't
even
get
to
tell
you
goodbye
I
was
trying
to
find
a
way
to
kill
time
Now
you're
gone
and
I
can't
ever
say
goodbye
This
feeling's
going
to
my
head
I'm
thinking
things
I
shouldn't
say
You
circled
me
inside
my
room
I
couldn't
go
another
day
This
feeling's
going
to
my
head
I'm
thinking
things
I
shouldn't
say
You
circled
me
inside
my
room
I
couldn't
go,
go,
go,
go
Oh
my
God,
what
the
fuck
Take
my
hand,
crush
it
up
Spill
the
blood
on
the
floor
I
ain't
scared,
think
there's
more
What
the
fuck,
make
it
stop
Took
too
long,
here
right
now
On
the
floor,
in
the
yard
Smoking
cigs
in
the
bar
I
don't
want
you
to
think
I
got
bad
intentions
Never
wanted
you
inside
You
made
it
your
mission,
yeah
(Yeah)
Didn't
wanna
hurt
no
one
(No
one)
But
you
just
went
and
made
it
fun,
fun,
fun,
fun
Hear
you're
lookin'
for
a
way
to
fight
the
Corpus
bride
She's
workin'
in
my
mind
And
you're
lookin'
for
a
way
to
crush,
it's
not
enough
You
fucked
up
your
last
try,
last
try
We
were
in
the
studio
I
was
just
playin'
You
were
all
work
and
I
was
all
play
and
You
were
talkin'
business
Aiming
with
your
weapon
I
was
on
your
hit
list
I
felt
the
compression
I'll
never
go
I'll
haunt
your
studio
You
won't
think
of
words
When
you
write
it
up
You'll
just
hear
Me
singing
this
song
You'll
think
that's
okay
You'll
just
sing
along
You
just
copy
everything
we
do
If
I
wasn't
me,
I'd
copy
me
too
You
just
copy
everything
we
do
If
I
wasn't
me,
I'd
copy
me
too
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