no sleep - sam rockwell machete champion lyrics
ghosts underneath the frame of a king*sized bed
telltales of old flames [?] from mistakes and actively inactive friends
born in a small town, we’ll die in a small town nameless
i cannot disown for someone else, i am one of them
you were no protagonist
despite your [?]
despite your parents pumping you with compliments
you were no g*nius
despite your music
despite the sickened fans affirming your existence
would you rather
in the bedroom
in the kitchen
practice your religion
all your good friends
baby nieces
no one fixes frowny faces before they fall to pieces
wolves at the door of my childhood home
barbs to protect her and rip him bone from bone
i am barely a thought in his mind
so he still thrashes and clashes to fight, but dying of the light
and someone say through grand displays of mercy, god and molding dreams
who’s to say a handgun in a bathtub
isn’t divine intervention through mortal means
you were no figure*head
you’re no idol
you will never usher in any rock revival
if you’re an inspiration, you’ll go down in flames, skinny jeans and [?] in stone, pure text in texas grave
close enough
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