Lyric Here It Comes

I m so wasted
There s nothing here that isn t mine
We re coming over sooner
Trying not to ruin her

Stay until the moon is done
And here it comes
Here it comes

I can t make it
There s nothing here that doesn t rhyme
We re coming over sooner
Trying not to ruin her

Stay until the moon is done
And here it comes
Here it comes

Never touch you (don t you run?)
With sick fingers (don t you run?)
Never touch you (don t you run?)
With sick fingers

I m so wasted
There s nothing here that isn t mine
We re coming over sooner
Trying not to ruin her

Stay until the moon is done
And here it comes
Here it comes

Never touch you (don t you run?)
With sick fingers (don t you run?)
Never touch you (don t you run?)
With sick fingers

Here comes April X4
Here comes April (here it comes) X4
Here it comes X3