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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Creep-P
Creep-P
Songwriter
Ghost
Ghost
Songwriter
PALS
PALS
Songwriter

Lyrics

Pull them out and, and, and
Wash them off, the memories.
Tear them out and, and, and
Make up for forgotten years.
Pull them out and, and, and
Wash them off, the memories.
Tear them out and, and, and, and
From the count of three, you need to get out!
1!
2!
Oh! You sure convinced me!
I don't want the infection spreading.
Oh my god, you're crying again.
Say, "Ah!"
Say, "Ah!"
Say that again, you know it doesn't matter.
I've been choking for a while.
Now, tell me all about my selfish,
fucked-up memories.
Begging me to stay and watch as things
get much, much more worse.
(Say, "Ah!")
I'm 'bout to shut down.
(ah, ah, ah, ah)
Under anesthesia.
I can't feel the pain anymore.
I'm pulling teeth for what seems like an eternity.
On the count of three, you need to get out!
1!
2!
Oh! You sure convinced me!
I don't want the infection spreading.
Oh my god, you're crying again.
Pull them out and, and, and
Wash them off, the memories.
Tear them out and, and, and
Make up for forgotten years.
Pull them out and, and, and
Wash them off, the memories.
Tear them out and, and, and
Make up for forgotten years.
Over and over, again
(Again!)
Flashbulb memories like surgical lights
When all this is over, I swear
(I swear!)
I'll open my mouth and scream louder than before.
Say, "Ah!"
I'm 'bout to shut down.
Under anesthesia.
I can't feel the pain anymore.
I'm pulling teeth for what seems like an eternity.
Pull them out and, and, and
Wash them off, the memories.
Tear them out and, and, and
Make up for forgotten years.
Pull them out and, and, and
Wash them off, the memories.
Tear them out and, and, and
And on the count of three, you need to get out!
1!
2!
Oh! You sure convinced me!
I don't want the infection spreading.
Oh my god, you're crying again.
Pull them out.
Tear them out.
Pull them out.
Tear them out.
Your hands in my mouth
1, 2, 1, 2,
They never came out
Oh, your hands in my mouth
1, 2, 1, 2,
THEY NEVER CAME OUT
I realize, before my eyes,
A situation, irreversable.
And my demise is unavoidable.
There's gotta be something more.
Just tell me now, it's over now,
Be honest now, I don't mind.
Just tell me now, it's over now,
Be honest now, I don't mind.
Your hands in my mouth.
1, 2, 1, 2,
They never came out.
Oh, your hands in my mouth.
1, 2, 1, 2,
They never came out.
On the count of three, you need to get out!
1!
2!
Oh! You sure convinced me!
I don't want the infection spreading.
Oh my god, you're laughing again.
And on the count of three, I need to get out!
2!
3!
Oh! There's nothing left here!
I don't want my infection spreading.
Oh my god, I'm crying again.
Pull them out and, and, and
Wash them off, the memories.
Tear them out and, and, and
Make up for forgotten years.
Pull them out and, and, and
Wash them off, the memories.
Tear them out and, and, and
Make up for forgotten years.
Pull them out and, and, and
Wash them off, the memories.
Tear them out and, and, and
Make up for forgotten years.
Pull them out and, and, and
Wash them off, the memories.
Tear them out and, and, and
Make up for forgotten years.
Written by: Creep-P, Ghost, PALS
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