Maroon Songtext
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It's finally okay to be
Too late, I wish for you
to go home, theres nothing left to chew
It's fine for you
But I have needs too
Too late, I wish for you
to go home, theres nothing left to chew
It's fine for you
But I have needs too
bullets with crimson tips
Machettes that'll make you drip
Maroon, it's over soon.
It's fine, for you
For once, It feels like I'm done
It feels like I'm done
For once, It's ran out of fun
It's no longer fun, for you
It's time, to feel the sting
Or swing peacefully
off ropes that hang with bliss
It's time for you
to acknowlede the beast
to breathe me breath
Savor the feast
Enjoy whats left
Duct tap this
whats left to fuck
I hope it fits well in your trunk
I'm feeling cushions
Cold air/Hot air
The maggots rather feed than fight
grasp your thoughts
hold them tight
No one sleeps tonight
Cold air/Hot air
I once held you close
Nothings worth dying for
It felt so good
The maggots feed this night
and every other.
Machettes that'll make you drip
Maroon, it's over soon.
It's fine, for you
For once, It feels like I'm done
It feels like I'm done
For once, It's ran out of fun
It's no longer fun, for you
It's time, to feel the sting
Or swing peacefully
off ropes that hang with bliss
It's time for you
to acknowlede the beast
to breathe me breath
Savor the feast
Enjoy whats left
Duct tap this
whats left to fuck
I hope it fits well in your trunk
I'm feeling cushions
Cold air/Hot air
The maggots rather feed than fight
grasp your thoughts
hold them tight
No one sleeps tonight
Cold air/Hot air
I once held you close
Nothings worth dying for
It felt so good
The maggots feed this night
and every other.
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