Doomer's Delight
Will Roberts
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There's a fan in your living room I'm watching it spinning Round and round like my mind Keeps on thinking My head hurts And so do my eyes I'm feelin' pretty sticky Go on and cry Doom is impending This bed is a tomb But with you next to me We might get exhumed So we'll just sit here crying, calling out hello Will we be saved? Who even knows? I walked back To your house You were sitting there with the scissors in your hair You fucking scare me Cacophony in my thoughts F*ck When the moon is right The sand turns to sugar The headlights on the trees The road is red I thought I shimmered gold But I really gleam charcoal I want to hold silver I want to hold silver I want to hold silver
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