Suburbia - Pyrrhic

My phones dead I can’t call my plug

My bad I can’t fall in love

Burn the photographs from when were young

Put a cigarette out on my tongue

And so many weekends

We stayed partying and drinking

There’s so much reasons

I think I fell for a demon

Blow my brain away, brain away, Kurt Cobain

Blow my brain away, brain away, Kurt Cobain

I love you, but I hate you, I can’t tell what the fucks going wrong

I love you, but I hate you, I can’t tell what the fucks going wrong

I love you, but I hate you, I can’t tell what the fucks going wrong

I love you, but I hate you, I can’t tell what the fucks going wrong

My heart is so fucking fragile most these days

And I can’t seem to handle all this fucking pain

Only time it ever fades is when I’m in your lane

Now you can sit and lie but I know that you need me

Your words get tied every time that you see me

Mine do too every time that I see you

And if you were to cut me then you’d that I bleed you

In my veins

Is where you’ll stay

Until the day

That I fade away

I love you, but I hate you, I can’t tell what the fucks going wrong

I love you, but I hate you, I can’t tell what the fucks going wrong

I love you, but I hate you, I can’t tell what the fucks going wrong

I love you, but I hate you, I can’t tell what the fucks going wrong