Glaive - wicker lyrics
glaive [Ash Blue Gutierrez] Florida, U.S 🇺🇸
[Glaive - wicker lyrics]
One, two, three, four
I got friends that' leave my side
Think it's my liver
But I've been doin' better lately
I've been getting richer
And my friends think I'm lyin' when I
Say that I don't miss her and it's
The way I'm blowing out the wicker
So I hold my breath 'til my lungs collapse
And I bleach my teeth so
I can smile and laugh
And she's like Artemis with arsenic
Inside of her bag and he's a narcissist
But part of him really miss his past
And I hold my breath 'til my lungs collapse
And I bleach my teeth so
I can smile and laugh
And she's like Artemis with arsenic
Inside of her bag and he's a narcissist
But part of him really miss his past
And there's this rich white girl that
Works inside a department store
Guess that she ain't rich no more
Her mom and dad got a divorce
She say that she's fine
She sit's alone and cries to Paramore
And if I'm being honest with the process
I don't care no more
And the trees don't grow where
The sun is low let me tell you a lil' story
'bout where we don't go
And there's this forest on the eastside
Where all the evil beasts lie
And I cannot deny that my
Brain buzzin' like a beehive
And move out to the seaside, oh my God
It must be nice
And I met this girl named Persephone
I think she'll be mine
And I hold my breath 'til my lungs collapse
And I bleach my teeth so
I can smile and laugh
And she's like Artemis with arsenic
Inside of her bag and he's a narcissist
But part of him really miss his past
And I hold my breath 'til my lungs collapse
And I bleach my teeth so
I can smile and laugh
And she's like Artemis with arsenic
Inside of her bag and he's a narcissist
But part of him really miss his past
I got friends that' leave my side
Think it's my liver
But I've been doin' better lately
I've been getting richer
And my friends think I'm lyin' when I
Say that I don't miss her and it's
The way I'm blowing out the wicker
So I hold my breath 'til my lungs collapse
And I bleach my teeth so
I can smile and laugh
And she's like Artemis with arsenic
Inside of her bag and he's a narcissist
But part of him really miss his past
And I hold my breath 'til my lungs collapse
And I bleach my teeth so
I can smile and laugh
And she's like Artemis with arsenic
Inside of her bag and he's a narcissist
But part of him really miss his past
And there's this rich white girl that
Works inside a department store
Guess that she ain't rich no more
Her mom and dad got a divorce
She say that she's fine
She sit's alone and cries to Paramore
And if I'm being honest with the process
I don't care no more
And the trees don't grow where
The sun is low let me tell you a lil' story
'bout where we don't go
And there's this forest on the eastside
Where all the evil beasts lie
And I cannot deny that my
Brain buzzin' like a beehive
And move out to the seaside, oh my God
It must be nice
And I met this girl named Persephone
I think she'll be mine
And I hold my breath 'til my lungs collapse
And I bleach my teeth so
I can smile and laugh
And she's like Artemis with arsenic
Inside of her bag and he's a narcissist
But part of him really miss his past
And I hold my breath 'til my lungs collapse
And I bleach my teeth so
I can smile and laugh
And she's like Artemis with arsenic
Inside of her bag and he's a narcissist
But part of him really miss his past