Trash from The Ends by The Ends
Tracklist
| 7. | Trash | 3:24 |
Lyrics
There were whispers on the phone, never talk about it.
Drugs are like a crutch, that girl, she cannot walk without it.
There's a killer on the loose in the park around here.
I saw pictures on my phone of a woman drowning.
Yellow tape, black marks...I really crossed the
line, I could see it on the news and ignore it every
time, 'cuz killing is my country's favorite pastime.
We can take a spin.
Baby take it in.
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Is it soft, is it sweet, like a happy ending?
Is it hard, is it raw, those were my intentions.
In the end, did it feel like it's coming out you?
Like your disconnected from the world around you?
Check the pulse in your veins when your life is on the line,
I will bore into your brain, I will bury in your mind,
like all those dreamtime images you half remember.
In a secret place.
Leave without a trace.
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Your skin falls away when we reach baseline.
Now I'll say goodbye to you for a lifetime.
When I walk away now, I can't take it.
You can hide away in my room.
