The Bells Songtext

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The Bells Songtext
All the kids i used to spend my time with but now can't stand seem to be dying of natural causes, please

and i can reach my arms out, my two hands, in the middle of a crowded room and not touch anyone. someone talk to me!

we are so cold (we are so cold)
we are so underground (we are so punk)
enveloped in small rooms, speak up loudly now

and when i call, and i will call, make sure you throw your phone as hard as you can at the wall
like my wisdom teeth, all my friends want out
i look nervous and i should. it's gonna hurt more than we had planned
as i spit blood out of my mouth
it was nice when i woke up
but then the clouds came down like pain
but it isn't all that bad
the desert could use the rain

i need a tattoo (i need a tattoo)
two black eyes (so fucked up)
shave my head to the skin to let everyone know just how angry i am on the inside

we are so cold (we are so cold)
we are so underground (we are so underground)
enveloped in small rooms, speak up loudly now

and when i call, and i will call, make sure you throw your phone as hard as you can at the wall

when i call, and i will call, make sure you throw your phone as hard as you can at the wall.
good. good shit.

(Thanks to Karson for these lyrics)
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