heylog - freckles lyrics
[heylog - freckles lyrics]
My thoughts could start a riot
I'm thirsty for some violence
This boy think he a God yeah
I could fit him in my pocket
I got posers poppin' sockets
Don't even try to study this
I think it's pretty funny when
She fangirl in his messages
But look he ain't no special man
You're not even either yeah
I'm relieved to get this off my chest
I hope you both listen to this
I hear he likes to talk a lot
But all I hear is silence
Lay out their positions
While I go back to work again
If you love me please don't say it
I'd rather you lie it
My heart is close to dying
No way I can revive it
Leave me here in peace and silence
If I'm hurt you'll hear the sirens
Oh take me to the ambulance
These voices feel so ambient
My gas shot I cannot break it
Your bestfriend real good at flaking
Honestly I kinda hate him
What goes on inside that brain of his?
She worship all the wickedness
I cannot just stand for this
Her soul with flames and ashes
Don't look back as I walk past it
My heart is half divided
She threw it in the garbage
That explains why I can't find it
Could you spare me a medkit
I been busy duct taping it
But that can't even hold it
The pieces keep on falling
No she don't even notice
She ask "Hey should I post this?"
Omg you got me mega pissed
Have I told you how I'm sick of it
How you love me when I'm just a kid
She crying while I'm grinning
I'm laughing while she fearing
I feel like Pandora
Tag along 'cause I'm useless
I don't wanna talk baby could
You just let me go i feel safer praying even
God thinks I'm alone
Nobody can hear me here yelling in the pillow
Punch holes in the wall oh
Man I'm getting pretty close
Move on to your face I'll give
Your boy a bloody nose
Jump into the ice it's cold
But I forgot my clothes
She touch 'round my stomach and
Feeling all my ripples
Nails scratching the crevices she
Kissing my freckles
My thoughts could start a riot
I'm thirsty for some violence
This boy think he a God yeah
I could fit him in my pocket
I got posers poppin' sockets
Don't even try to study this
I think it's pretty funny when
She fangirl in his messages
But look he ain't no special man
You're not even either yeah
I'm relieved to get this off my chest
I hope you both listen to this
I hear he likes to talk a lot
But all I hear is silence
Lay out their positions
While I go back to work again
I'm thirsty for some violence
This boy think he a God yeah
I could fit him in my pocket
I got posers poppin' sockets
Don't even try to study this
I think it's pretty funny when
She fangirl in his messages
But look he ain't no special man
You're not even either yeah
I'm relieved to get this off my chest
I hope you both listen to this
I hear he likes to talk a lot
But all I hear is silence
Lay out their positions
While I go back to work again
If you love me please don't say it
I'd rather you lie it
My heart is close to dying
No way I can revive it
Leave me here in peace and silence
If I'm hurt you'll hear the sirens
Oh take me to the ambulance
These voices feel so ambient
My gas shot I cannot break it
Your bestfriend real good at flaking
Honestly I kinda hate him
What goes on inside that brain of his?
She worship all the wickedness
I cannot just stand for this
Her soul with flames and ashes
Don't look back as I walk past it
My heart is half divided
She threw it in the garbage
That explains why I can't find it
Could you spare me a medkit
I been busy duct taping it
But that can't even hold it
The pieces keep on falling
No she don't even notice
She ask "Hey should I post this?"
Omg you got me mega pissed
Have I told you how I'm sick of it
How you love me when I'm just a kid
She crying while I'm grinning
I'm laughing while she fearing
I feel like Pandora
Tag along 'cause I'm useless
I don't wanna talk baby could
You just let me go i feel safer praying even
God thinks I'm alone
Nobody can hear me here yelling in the pillow
Punch holes in the wall oh
Man I'm getting pretty close
Move on to your face I'll give
Your boy a bloody nose
Jump into the ice it's cold
But I forgot my clothes
She touch 'round my stomach and
Feeling all my ripples
Nails scratching the crevices she
Kissing my freckles
My thoughts could start a riot
I'm thirsty for some violence
This boy think he a God yeah
I could fit him in my pocket
I got posers poppin' sockets
Don't even try to study this
I think it's pretty funny when
She fangirl in his messages
But look he ain't no special man
You're not even either yeah
I'm relieved to get this off my chest
I hope you both listen to this
I hear he likes to talk a lot
But all I hear is silence
Lay out their positions
While I go back to work again