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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucas Merrill
Lucas Merrill
Songwriter
Quinn Weiss
Quinn Weiss
Songwriter
Destin Taylor
Destin Taylor
Songwriter

Lyrics

Head is poison
Thoughts are knives
Stabbing contents
Bleeding inside
So maladjusted
Can't think of nothing
I want to spit this shit out
Just to come up with something
Behind my eyes
What feels like me
This is now empty
These thoughts that I
Spit out nightly
They are for nothing
See visions
That look like wartime
I can't believe why
These unseen forces that drive me
They are for nothing
Why don't you take my insides
And lay them out
So you can finally
Stomach my sound
Take my bones and break them down
Nothing but ash on the ground
Behind my eyes
What feels like me
This is now empty
These thoughts that I
Spit out nightly
They are for nothing
See visions
That look like wartime
I can't believe why
These unseen forces that drive me
They are for nothing
My only place for belonging
In your arms kept clean
Written by: Destin Taylor, Lucas Merrill, Quinn Weiss
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