Paroles de la chanson preparation exercise no. 7 (trembling) par Brakence
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Paroles de la chanson preparation exercise no. 7 (trembling) par Brakence
Screening my own headache for proof
The MRI was a misprint
Since you won't let me decide
Would you just tell me which side you're picking?
I'm not impressed with you
It's gonna go to my head
No, no, I don't need this bread
And I had tried to be there for you
I'm sober as hell, wonder what stakes are involved
I know you cried when I called
Why didn't I say something?
I'm preparing myself, preparing myself
Preparing myself
Baby, I don't need your help
The MRI was a misprint
Since you won't let me decide
Would you just tell me which side you're picking?
I'm not impressed with you
It's gonna go to my head
No, no, I don't need this bread
And I had tried to be there for you
I'm sober as hell, wonder what stakes are involved
I know you cried when I called
Why didn't I say something?
I'm preparing myself, preparing myself
Preparing myself
Baby, I don't need your help
Preparing myself
I'm just preparing myself, preparing myself
I'm just preparing myself
Just call me when you're sober and you wanna talk
'Cause I'll listen
And you can hide it with sex and try to regret it
I'm not impressed with you
It's over my head because I'm already dead
And I have tried to be there for you, I'm open as hell
I hit the brakes, it won't stop
You put some ice in my cup
Why didn't I say somethin'?
I was preparing myself, preparing myself
Preparing myself
I was preparing myself, yeah, myself
I'm just preparing myself, preparing myself
I'm just preparing myself
Just call me when you're sober and you wanna talk
'Cause I'll listen
And you can hide it with sex and try to regret it
I'm not impressed with you
It's over my head because I'm already dead
And I have tried to be there for you, I'm open as hell
I hit the brakes, it won't stop
You put some ice in my cup
Why didn't I say somethin'?
I was preparing myself, preparing myself
Preparing myself
I was preparing myself, yeah, myself
God is preparing myself with a DMT elf
And he gon' make me a toy
I am a ghost in a shell
Feed me some lead
Maybe infect me instead
Please, just shoot me in the head
And give me the pelt
Hahaha
Boy, you've gone crazy (I see the fear in your eyes)
Memory's hazy, why so lazy?
Why so flaky?
Don't embrace me, you've gone crazy
Mortal insects, witness my wrath (Oh my God)
Bloomtodeath (Why, why, why?)
Masters of the shadows (Why?)
And he gon' make me a toy
I am a ghost in a shell
Feed me some lead
Maybe infect me instead
Please, just shoot me in the head
And give me the pelt
Hahaha
Boy, you've gone crazy (I see the fear in your eyes)
Memory's hazy, why so lazy?
Why so flaky?
Don't embrace me, you've gone crazy
Mortal insects, witness my wrath (Oh my God)
Bloomtodeath (Why, why, why?)
Masters of the shadows (Why?)
King
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