1000 YARD STARE LOOKING AT OUR SELFIES

Christian Curioni

I got one thousand yard stare
Lookin' at our selfies
I'm alone in my damn den
Never being friendly
Bitch i hope that i don't stay
On this fuckin' planet
For enough time to see
You makin' a family
Fuck your boyfriend and your favorite boyband
Burnin' these bands bitch i'm burnin' the cash
Fuck to the fame, all i want is the death
Mocking these rats they all look at my fangs
Look at the moon, bitch, i'm changin' my doom, while that fucker is steady still fuckin' with you
Gloom in my room will be killin' me soon, but i think you don't care because you never do
I'm not gonna let them
Motherfuckin' forget me
Glock to my head
Release the lead
Open my eyes to start over again
I'm in a nightmare that don't seem to end
Missin' the drugs and the fake peace they gave
Don't miss a bitch, 'cause all girls are the same
This dude is sayin' that my sound is insane
Leave me in the dirt, in the cold, all alone
Let my body rot, let it mold, decompose
Why does my love feels like i'm in war?
The lone wolf howls when the bitch moans
I see no hope for my race at all
You've got my love erase it all
My heart is dwelling for fucking worms
All i have been asking is to move on

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