CHORD AND LYRICS


From our first breath we take, our graves have been dug, our bodies against us as we silently oxidize. Mentally and physically unprepared because we’re all just little animals running around under the stars like chickens with our heads cut off. No one really knows what to do, who to follow, what is right and wrong. We are slowly dying.

you know that feeling when you miss someone and everything about them the little things they did all the memories you shared and the feelings you felt the way they felt to u and made u feel comfortable that time stopped and you didn’t wanna be anywhere else now its all gone, and you feel empty empty because they took all the parts of yourself that you gave to them knowing you’ll never feel them again and the memories and just memories but in an alternate reality a part of your soul will always exist with theirs? anyone else

I remember the tears that froze on your cheek. Your smile and laugh that warmed my whole body. I remember the sad nights, but for some reason I remember being happy with you. The long conversations leading up to 4 am before our classes begun.The way you always looked so perfect in the morning, and how raspy and intoxicating your voice was. The way you fit in so perfectly. I envied you at first, but then I fell in love. You didn’t know it and you still don’t, but I thought you were tragically beautiful. You are my muse. You were so cool. You played the best music. You were my first love. Before, the summer was over you left. I cried a lot. Now I look for you in people, but there is no one else like you.

Ah well, since everyone’s doing it, might as well. . . To whom whose heart I have hurt with my foolish words, I still regret it until today. Some nights, I’m still haunted by the distance we both help created in the past, and it made me want to disappear, kinda. I keep thinking about “what-ifs” and what-nots about turning back time and making wiser decisions. I am sorry.

i wish i had someone to write cute things to i feel like no one loves me why me? i wish i had someone to hug, to kiss, to hold her hand, to touch, to play with her hair, to love.

you know when you’re getting stabbed and beaten by people and there is so much pain but they wont just stab you so you die, it’s like they want to drag it out, and then they start spraying Windex in your wounds and you’re just laying there defenseless wishing they would just give the fatal blow but they never do. and then you realise that maybe you’ve gotta give it to yourself. that’s how i feel, like i’m dying

*tenative lyrics derived from extensive listening * im really missin you it’s impossible for me to see you with her things I could do, things I could say to get you back it wouldn’t work anyway what is love all about? what is it all about? what am i missin anymore? what am i missin about you? dreaming of you, dreamin of you im so blue im so blue


oh necromancer put a spell on me with a kisses so sweet, they rot my teeth oh necromancer why are you so far away another day rolls by without me kissing your face oh girl won’t you meet me in the city the street lights and corner store signs make you look so pretty oh when will you just be with me i’m so infatuated i’d swim across the sea i guess you’re just fading all the way i guess i have nothing much to say you can call me tell me if you’re okay i just wish i could see you everyday = F#m G# E F#m – I might be wrong but I hope this helps: F#m7 ​ | G#7/D# | E | F#m7

The girl is the necromancer, she raises the dead, death and darkness being a metaphor for depression, and makes him feel happy. She’s not into him though “infatuated” and singing about kissing her “on the cheek”, basically he’s been friendzoned, but he’s so obsessed with her he’s almost happy with just that. But they’re getting older now, going off on their own separate ways, and he’s losing even the tiny bit of her he got to be a part of.


I think you’ve caught my sickness, you’ve been feeling so sad I think you’ve my problems, You’ve been getting really mad I’m not old enough to feel love, But i want to marry her I’m not old enough to be myself, Be with people i prefer I’m not old enough to go anywhere, Go to places I don’t like I’m not old enough to grow my hair Without being so overly compared So bury me, at 12:15 Just let me sleep, just let me sleep I’m not old enough to color myself Leave a scar, leave some ink I’m not old enough to make my own decisions Let myself become the one that has to think So bury me, at 12:15 Just me sleep, just me sleep


 

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