Lyrics i wish i couldn't wish anymore. - haych

Grow up, grow, grow out of it
Need love, need trust or I'm out of here
Send some, send some reefer down here
I'm gone, I'm gone to the stratosphere
Grow up, grow, grow out of it (In time)
Need love, need trust or I'm out of here (In a while)
Send some, send some reefer down here
I'm gone, I'm gone to the stratosphere (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahhh)

Drove too quick into oncoming traffic or at least feels like it
Some nights; lay awake at night, what happened to that sweet lad?
That sweet lad
(Grow up) I'm broken (Grow out of it)
(Need love) I think I can be fixed (Or I'm out of here)
(Send some) Said "I'm broken" (Reefer down here)
(I'm gone) And it'll take the piss (Gone to the stratosph-)

I am out of love sometimes
We all get old in the end, we all die (Die)
I am out of love sometimes (I am out of love sometimes)
I just need some space, my own place in the stars
I'm livin' or am I wishin'? (Huh)

We went back to your place but I didn't want to stay
(You made me feel like I could but I shouldn't)
I just wanted embrace, a short grace, a blissful day
(You touched me in the wrong way under covers)
I got love, I got care that I wanna give you
But I'd need some in return if you wanna see this through
Please, accept me, drive me crazy, I want all that you sell
Think he'd leave me in a heartbeat if she gave him a bell

Grow up, grow, grow out of it
Need love, need trust or I'm out of here
Send some, send some reefer down here
I'm gone, I'm gone to the stratosphere

I am out of love sometimes
We all get old in the end, we all die
Wishin', wishin' I was different
Try again, is it too much? eternity's a long time
Or have I waited too late?
We could try it today
Hey, don't push me too hard
Please, not too much, I'll break

Imagine this as the Bonfire, the Lantern or the Site of Grace
"Is it fish-eye?"
A place to lay and watch another hunt
"Hey Rich, Waah!"
Everyone's itching for something, for some reprieve
None of us are ever truly lost even at our lowest points
Every person on planet earth is just trying
Trying to find the answers at the end of their own story
Trying to reach the lantern
We may never truly achieve a singlar heaven, let alone a seventh
But that won't stop us trying
"Bruh, bruh"
"Ay, not my knee, bruh" SLAKCER FOLK

Some people say 'We're all dying', they're not wrong
Some people say I'm 'not trying', well- uhhhh-
I don't wanna give up, I don't wanna give in
I wanna feel myself again, I wanna take it on the chin
But I mean la-
Lately, it's been getting late but I'm not tired
And no thanks to
Sleepless nights spent burning with desire
So I'll get in my car, we-
Lately, it's been getting late but I'm not tired
And no thanks to
Sleepless nights spent burning with desire
So I'll get in my car, we-
I feel like I've been missing out of something
Something real that's just been thrown away
But that's not gonna stand anymore, boy
But you're not one to tell
And I'm not one to appreciate myself
I just say 'I'm mediocre'
You decide
Lately, it's been getting late but I'm not tired
And no thanks to
Sleepless nights spent burning with desire
So I'll get in my car, we-
Lately, it's been getting late but I'm not tired
And no thanks to
Sleepless nights spent burning with desire
So I'll get in my car, we-
I don't wanna do a single fuckin' thing with you
I wish I just fled the country when I saw the truth
Leaving 'thank you' notes and 'sorry' letters all over the house
Taking breaks indefinitely but the earth still turns around
You made me ashamed to be a shame
I felt it, the energy, again (Again)

"One, two, three, four"
I wish I was forever younger
I wish I was one of the others
I finish myself with blueberry gin
Eight hundred million boxes laying, waiting in the sink
Low life energy, you took my energy

Tell me you love me, tell me you don't
You loved the old me, the man I was
Appreciate yourself before you tell me
Who I am or who I'm wanna be
Boys, girls, which one do you prefer?
You're rolling in and out of consciousness, that's gonna hurt, girl
I just wanted someone who understands me
Doesn't take me for granted, loves the girl I'm gonna be

"One, two, three, four"
I wish I was forever younger
(Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)
I wish I was one of the others
(I'm on show, I'm on show, I'm on show, I'm on show, I'm on show)
I finish myself with blueberry gin
Eight hundred million boxes laying, waiting in the sink
Low life energy, you took my energy

Lately, it's been getting late but I'm not tired
And no thanks to
Sleepless nights spent burning with desire
So I'll get in my car
Don't fuck with me
Leave me alone, get your hands of me (Haaah)
Don't look at me
I just need a friend who can hold me platonically
Why don't you call me 'pretty'?
Why don't you call me 'pretty'?
Why don't you ever kiss me?
I doubt you'd even miss me
Please, just call me 'pretty'
One time, just call me 'pretty'
She looks at me so different
Maybe I'm the issue
Why don't you call me 'pretty'?
Why don't you call me 'pretty'?
Why don't you ever kiss me?
I doubt you'd even miss me
Please, just call me 'pretty'
One time, just call me 'pretty'
She looks at me so different
Maybe I'm the issue ("One, two, three, four", fuck)

In my life I've been, oh, so kind
I think I've been a good person
I hope I've been a good person
I hope I deserve it
Grow up, grow, grow out of it
Need love, need trust or I'm out of here
Send some, send some reefer down here
I'm gone, I'm gone to the stratosphere
Yea, we're done, we can't let him out
Haych, Jae, isn't here, it's just Haylie now
Look me in the eyes, say your goodbyes
Say that you'll 'miss him', sure

I think I've had enough of this life
I don't wanna grow old like this, not this time
Wishin', wishin' I was different
Try again, is it too much? eternity's a long time
Say my name
(I am out of love sometimes) Say my name, it's not hard
Be my friend, please, please, someone

What else is our life but a series of preludes to that unknown Hymn
The first and solemn note of which is intoned by Death?
Love is the enchanted dawn of all existence
But what is the fate is there?
Who's first delight of happiness are not interrupted by some storm
Who's fine illusions are not dissopated by some mortal bast
Consuming its altar as though by a stroke of lightning
And what cruel-cruelly wounded soul
Issuing from one of these tempests
Do not endeavour to solace its memories
In the calm serenity of rural life
Nevertheless man does not resign himself
For long to the enjoyment of that beneficent warmth
Which he first enjoyed in Nature's bosom
And when 'the trumpet sounds the alarm', he takes up his perilous post
No matter what struggle calls him to its ranks
That he may recover in combat the full consciousness of himself
And the entire possessions of his powers
And we're all going straight to hell
For all the lies we tell ourselves
This is as if you are in the Hunter's Dream
Looking through a window into Yharnam
Remember, you're never truly lost, no one is
May your hunt be rewarded
You are beautiful, you are loved and everything will be okay
Reach for the painstar, enjoy being in your own mind
But please, be wary
And the next track is called 'heresy tee.'
SLAKCER FOLK