Pull 'em out and wash off all the memories. Tear 'em out and make up for forgotten years. Pull 'em out and wash off all the memories. Tear 'em out and- and- and- and- and- and-
On the count of three, you need to get out. One, two- oh! You sure convinced me! I don't want the infection spreading. Oh my god, you're crying again! Say "ah"! Say that again. You know it doesn't matter. I've been choking for a while. Now tell me all about my selfish, fucked-up memories. You're begging me to stay and watch as things get much, much more worse? Say "ah"! I'm 'bout to shut down under anesthesia. I can't feel the pain anymore. I'm pulling teeth for what seems like an eternity. On the count of three, you need to get out. One, two, oh! You sure convinced me! I don't want the infection spreading. Oh my god, you're crying again! Pull 'em out and wash off all the memories. Tear 'em out and make up for forgotten years.
Over and over again, flashbulb memories like surgical lights. When all this is over, I swear I'll open my mouth and scream louder than before. Say "ah"! I'm 'bout to shut down under anesthesia. I can't feel the pain anymore. I'm pulling teeth for what seems like an eternity. Pull 'em out and wash off all the memories. Tear 'em out and make up for forgotten years and- and- and- and- and- and-
On the count of three, you need to get out. One, two, oh! You sure convinced me! I don't want the infection spreading. Oh my god, you're crying again! Pull 'em out. Tear 'em out. Your hands are in my mouth. One, two- They never came out. Your hands are in my mouth. One, two- THEY NEVER CAME OUT. I realize, before my eyes that's it's an irreversible situation and my demise is unavoidable. There's gotta be something more. Just tell me now. It's over now. Be honest now, I don't mind. Just tell me now. It's over now. Be honest now, I don't mind. Your hands are in my mouth. One, two- They never came out. Your hands are in my mouth. One, two- They never came out.
On the count of three, you need to get out. One, two, oh! You sure convinced me! I don't want the infection spreading. Oh my god, you're laughing again! And on the count of three, I need to get out. Two, three, oh! There's nothing left here! I don't want my infection spreading. Oh my god, I'm crying again! Pull 'em out and wash off all the memories. Tear 'em out and make up for forgotten years.
//word count: 458 words
YOU ARE READING
Short Stories/Song Lyrics
Short StoryThis is mainly full of song lyrics. Sorry. I'm not creative enough to actually make short stories. There are, like, two chapters that are short stories, but that's it. TW: If you're easily disturbed by talk or mention of suicide, some chapters are n...
