From Autumn to Ashes Betwixt Her Getaway Sticks song lyrics

I'm not so-so Puncturing and cynical

side effects risk severing umbilical

to by every individual

Homesick wish list pathogenic populace you're dead weight some say guess

that's what you make of it but i got brass

fists think i found a catalyst but there's

no perfect its all hit and miss

Don't try to disinfect my personality

I like my edges rough, I like offending

Maybe I'm full of shit or full of envy

Maybe I'm growing up, I guess we'll wait and see

One day youll stare at me but not judgmentally

An antiseptic sound is just what bores me

I'll show you just how to fake your

But my opinion might be the enemy

I'm so surrounded by this serving policy

It gets the best of you, it got the best of me

It always piles up when i thought I was done

I feel like one duress I just don't have a gun

One day youll stare at me but not judgmentally

An antiseptic sound is just what bores me

I'll show you just how to fake your

But my opinion might be the enemy