Squiblers - OW MY FUCKING HAND (100 gecs cover of hand crushed by a mallet letra de (lyrics)
[Squiblers - OW MY FUCKING HAND 100 gecs cover of hand crushed by a mallet letra de lyrics]
I was tryin' to find a way to kill time
I didn't even get to tell you goodbye
I was tryin' to find a way to kill time
Now you're gone and I
Can't ever say goodbye
This feeling's going to my head
I'm thinking things I shouldn't say
You circled me inside my room
I couldn't go another day
This feeling's going to my head
I'm thinking things I shouldn't say
You circled me inside my room
I couldn't go, go, go, go
Oh my god, what the fuck? Take my hand
Crush it up spill the blood on the
Floor, I ain't scared, think there's more
What the fuck? Make it stop, took too long
Here right now on the floor, in the car
Smoking cigs in the bar
I don't want you to think
I got bad intentions
Never wanted you inside, you
Made it your mission, yeah
Didn't wanna hurt no one but you just
Went and made it fun, fun, fun, fun
I hear you're lookin' for a way
To fight the Corpus bride
She's workin' in my mind
And you're lookin' for a way to crush
It's not enough
You fucked up your last try (last try)
We were in the studio, I was just playin'
You were all work and I was all play and
You were talkin' business
Aiming with your weapon
I was on your hit list
I felt the compression
I'll never go, I'll haunt your studio
You won't think of words when
You write it up
You'll just hear me singing this song
You'll think that's okay
You'll just sing along
You just copy everything we do
If I wasn't me, I'd copy me too
You just copy everything we do
If I wasn't me, I'd copy me too
I didn't even get to tell you goodbye
I was tryin' to find a way to kill time
Now you're gone and I
Can't ever say goodbye
This feeling's going to my head
I'm thinking things I shouldn't say
You circled me inside my room
I couldn't go another day
This feeling's going to my head
I'm thinking things I shouldn't say
You circled me inside my room
I couldn't go, go, go, go
Oh my god, what the fuck? Take my hand
Crush it up spill the blood on the
Floor, I ain't scared, think there's more
What the fuck? Make it stop, took too long
Here right now on the floor, in the car
Smoking cigs in the bar
I don't want you to think
I got bad intentions
Never wanted you inside, you
Made it your mission, yeah
Didn't wanna hurt no one but you just
Went and made it fun, fun, fun, fun
I hear you're lookin' for a way
To fight the Corpus bride
She's workin' in my mind
And you're lookin' for a way to crush
It's not enough
You fucked up your last try (last try)
We were in the studio, I was just playin'
You were all work and I was all play and
You were talkin' business
Aiming with your weapon
I was on your hit list
I felt the compression
I'll never go, I'll haunt your studio
You won't think of words when
You write it up
You'll just hear me singing this song
You'll think that's okay
You'll just sing along
You just copy everything we do
If I wasn't me, I'd copy me too
You just copy everything we do
If I wasn't me, I'd copy me too