Lyrics:
the weakness was the heart upon my sleeve
You called me a compulsive liar and then asked if I believed
You said you don't hold out for hope
Hope won't pay
asking
Making money I got your whole entire life in my mattress
I like the static I'm causing
Got you having convulsions
Obsessive compulsive
Like fuck
Obsessive and compulsive
You judge before accusing
Pathetic jealousy
You're aiming for destruction
You give me no solution
But going away
I don't
thinking that I can do something
When all the people I talk to think I can do nothing
Except be a compulsive screw up, It’s called that for a reason
Your
outcasted
As autistic and compulsive, how have I lasted
For so long? I don't know, but I have a mission
Even though you won't listen, I'mma do it anyway
I'm
I'm waking up in another day
To see the skies fading into gray
I'm counting up all the mistakes
That brought our planet in this wane
Compulsive
at the head and antennae for several minutes
This could be compulsive cleaning or else it might be scratching
The sun slants its heat over the late tropical
By the compulsive way of life
Pleasure to pain
Now paralyzed
For years living as a mess
Being a victim, being distressed
Process of dying
Consequences
secretions
You were entangled even before
In compulsive obsessions
You're a prisoner of war
In my obsession, my love I need of you
I strobe the lights until
compulsive obsessive
Life time guarantee
Sex by the blackberries
No boys necessary
See you later alligator
In a while crocodile
In style out of style
Tell me
Living everyday with my innate craze
Compulsive
Bit Impulsive
In frame
Paint it with pain
Carvin' a smile on my face
Just to say that I'm okay
Happy
money
Couldn't bum a drag from me honey
I'm a motha fucking addict
Compulsive automatic
My will is tragic
And leads straight to a comfy casket
6 people
Compulsive killings of the mass
Tell a lie to take the throne
And take us all into extinction
Burning Woods
Burning Woods
Dead fire burning in the land
around the peacock guys
And the girls, they move their heat
To the impulsive compulsive beat
But that's another place another time
Maybe we'll meet there
too hard to state it
what do you do? it's not what but whether
who do you love? I'm in love with leather
so call me kid compulsive cause I'm crawling
of praise
Constant whining, won't leave me alone
Why should I subject myself to this?
There's the bee in constant motion
Obsessive compulsive productivity
tan
You're drying out in
Scottsdale
Piles of sand spray painted gold and sold
To beady eyed investment pros
Compulsive gamblers widowed dancers D-list
us
They say the world looks down on the bureaucrats
They say we're anal, compulsive and wierd
But when push comes to shove you gotta do what you love
says it
The lost astronaut says it
The share cropper, the bent copper
The compulsive shopper says
Babe, I'm on fire
Babe, I'm on fire
The Viennese
love too fast to know
You're killing me so slow
We fell in love too fast to know
You're killing me so slow
We were compulsive from the start
Dancing
you made in me
So repulsive
Yet so compulsive
You’re always giving in to all the little sins
You’re impulsive
Don’t apologize
For your stupid mind
Your
Compulsive impatience I'm staring out windows and making wishes
Ripped open you've undone me
Nervous energy's pouring out swiftly
Shallow breaths, wild
alone
Compulsive need to save your beauty
I’ll keep inside of me
You are mine
My dead tool
And your bitch you think she like you but she praying to my shrine
Compulsive shopper I buy all the time, I buy all the time
Sometimes I just buy, to pass
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