Lyric Lhabia

Somewhere, outside
There are tricks, and evil
Holler, downstairs
While I drive

I want to watch you buttercup coming through the fog

Dying of boredom
I ll try it all

Sixteen, olive
Bound by a voice

I don t want to go but I want it well at least you fucking care

Dying of boredom
I ll try it all
I ll be faint
Like a crook

It looks and feels great but look at what It s doing to you
But that s ok look at how it feels

Dying of boredom
I ll try it all
I ll be faint
Like a crook

It looks and feels great but look at what It s doing to you
But that s ok look at how it feels