Sewerperson - Who Tf lyrics
[Sewerperson - Who Tf lyrics]
Is the saying- yesterday is history
Tomorrow is a mystery but today is a gift
That's why it's called the present
With red eyes
I had pressed back harder the most if I die
Promise me I'll be with you
Inside of your toast but if I live however
Please make room for me
'Cause in this rainy weather
My ghost dances hauntingly
(Fuck is this bruh)
I felt this molly boot me up
I felt the devil fuck my holes
Fuck with me and lose your soul
Junkie model tryna cope
Leave your lover in the dust
People can't prevent the cold
We all suffer in this moment
But right now, we’ll never know
Cursed characters spat from out her mouth
I've known 'bout like three failures
She had slutted out
Now it's me and I'm okay with
That 'cause I don't view myself as a saint
I'm more of a guinea pig for
Different mental welts she deems appropriate
My old bones and lost memories
I fight to remember these
My old bones and lost memories
I fight to remember these
So what?
Of course I couldn’t give a fuck, I'm high
Off drugs
We petty fight and petty fuck in time
But this time I went home, uh
I'm at peace in my room all on my own, uh
What if earth's crust was torn up?
And our time was cut short
Uh, would you wish you'd shown up?
On that night, on my porch
With red eyes
I had pressed back harder the most if I die
Promise me I'll be with you
Inside of your toast but if I live however
Please make room for me
'Cause in this rainy weather
My ghost dances hauntingly with red eyes
I had pressed back harder the most if I die
Promise me I'll be with you
Inside of your toast but if I live however
Please make room for me
'Cause in this rainy weather
My ghost dances hauntingly
Tomorrow is a mystery but today is a gift
That's why it's called the present
With red eyes
I had pressed back harder the most if I die
Promise me I'll be with you
Inside of your toast but if I live however
Please make room for me
'Cause in this rainy weather
My ghost dances hauntingly
(Fuck is this bruh)
I felt this molly boot me up
I felt the devil fuck my holes
Fuck with me and lose your soul
Junkie model tryna cope
Leave your lover in the dust
People can't prevent the cold
We all suffer in this moment
But right now, we’ll never know
Cursed characters spat from out her mouth
I've known 'bout like three failures
She had slutted out
Now it's me and I'm okay with
That 'cause I don't view myself as a saint
I'm more of a guinea pig for
Different mental welts she deems appropriate
My old bones and lost memories
I fight to remember these
My old bones and lost memories
I fight to remember these
So what?
Of course I couldn’t give a fuck, I'm high
Off drugs
We petty fight and petty fuck in time
But this time I went home, uh
I'm at peace in my room all on my own, uh
What if earth's crust was torn up?
And our time was cut short
Uh, would you wish you'd shown up?
On that night, on my porch
With red eyes
I had pressed back harder the most if I die
Promise me I'll be with you
Inside of your toast but if I live however
Please make room for me
'Cause in this rainy weather
My ghost dances hauntingly with red eyes
I had pressed back harder the most if I die
Promise me I'll be with you
Inside of your toast but if I live however
Please make room for me
'Cause in this rainy weather
My ghost dances hauntingly