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Do I got any Alex G fans in the hooouuuuuuseeee???

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Called to the Devil and the Devil did come. I said to the devil, "Devil do you like drums? Do you like cigarettes, dominoes, rum?" He said only "sundown, Sundays, Christmas" Some day's end when I need a few friends. Now and again I could never hope to keep them. Thought to give friends what I thought that they wanted. Never had they needed a good friend as I've been. Don't get me venting on friends who resent you cause all you've ever done is been a noose to hang on to. They thought was a necklace and reckless they fell into hell where you both hang with nothing to do but scratch, kick, let gravity win like fuck this, let gravity win like, you could leave it all behind. Even the Devil needs time alone sometimes. You could let it all go, you could let it all go, It's called: freefall. It's called: freefall. Called to the Devil and the Devil said quit. Can't be bothered better handle your shit. Keep about your wits man, keep about your wits. Know yourself and who you came in with. Can I sit down I've been hustling all day? I can't even count how many souls I've made. Off the same deal you on. Remember, the Devil ain't a friend to no one. But fine, true. You could let it all go, you could let it all go. It's Called: Freefall. It's Called: Freefall. Called to the Devil and the Devil said “Hey! Why you been calling this late? It's like 2 A.M. and the bars all close at 10 in hell, that's a rule I made” Anyway, you say you're too busy saving everybody else to save yourself. And you don't want no help, oh well. That's the story to tell. Like you could let it all go, you could let it all go. It's called: freefall. It's called: freefall. You could let it all go, you could let it all go. Cause ain't shit free but falling out. And that shit's easy let me show you how, it's like. Ain't shit free but falling out. And that shit's easy let me show you how it's like

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I envy your demise. I hope it's all you dreamed it would be. One bullet in this gun. Not sure if it's for you or me. I envy your demise.  With all the guilt you hid away. All the lies that I had spun. And all the times I wished you'd stay Now, all, all that I'll ever suffer. All, all that I'll ever be. All, all that I'll ever ruin. You can always cover me with makeup. I envy your demise. Seven hundred and fifty degrees. When it burned it smelled like you. But it scorched and looked a lot like me. I envy your demise. You never said that you'd try. When I had to lose control. Lose control to really cry. Now, all that I'll ever abuse. All, all that I'll ever see. All, all that I'll ever ruin. You can always cover it with makeup.