Piratexcore
Chocobo Breeder
Girl, you are an overdose.
You call this love?
Oh found you unconscious in the bathroom
She’s not breathing, oh, she’s not breathing
Infatuated with tiled floors
For some reason, you’re gasping for more.
To you, the dose is everything,
But that’s because you’re selfish,
Not addiction and you’d rather
Lie on the floor than adore this night.
Love, the stars are waiting,
“Not now, I’m fucking tired”.
You and your green eyes have always
Missed out on every good part
Of this town, if there is any anyways.
To you, the dose is everything,
But that’s because you’re selfish,
Not addiction and you’d rather
Lie on the floor than adore this night.
Don’t get caught running away,
Who knows what I’ll have to say to you.
Fix Me
I’m the best I know at ruining my own life.
My finger tips cause stomach aches and I’ll push you away,
You and all but heartache,
It’s all I want to know, it keeps me here.
Keeps me looking for something to decorate my arm with,
I know that guilt makes me weak in the knees,
But I double over like a sick child and fake as one,
I’ll be perfect in no time
I’m the best I know at pretending,
Pretending to smile and this is nothing short of a
Poetic wreck I call myself,
And I’m not worth your time.
Don’t lie to me and say it’s fixed,
Because I haven’t even fixed it yet
I don’t over do it, I’m just real healthy, and that’s all
So healthy I get my sleep at night, no matter if I’m dizzy the next morning,
I can still walk straight, seriously.
Not like I’d collapse in gym class, no, don’t feed me,
I ate already. I’ll enjoy the dinners you made but I won’t keep them,
No, what do I deserve?
This is so much better than pulling my own hair
This is nothing short of a poetic wreck I call myself,
And I’m not worth your time.
I’ll never fix this.
My greatest appetite, is not having one
Man, lay off the drugs, seriously
His good evening came from the car door
He’s set off like a bomb, nothing that would
Destroy the city, just the next few moments
The contents from her purse decorate the ground
Anger seems to be the wounds of substance abuse
It never felt right when I needed to
Make distance
It’s the moment where your parents are imperfect
And I hope I don’t ever do this
I won’t ever do this
My parents have gone away for while
Right now, the drugs are here.
How Are You This Mourning?
So let’s keep this vacant porch company Don’t worry; I’ll keep your fingers warm
This town is so sad, and I am,
I am dedicated to withhold its truth.
So as we leave, we’re welcomed away.
The only horizon I’m seeing is where
Your lips begin to part.
So maybe this morning, we’ll become acoustic
We’ll lie across the ground.
They won’t find us here,
Becoming lost in the sky
But I won’t lose you
Even though I’ve already lost myself
Knowing nothing is honest youth.
Like I remember jumping from swing sets,
Thought I was flying, but now,
All I know is that I’m falling down.
All I know is that I’m falling down.
You call this love?
Oh found you unconscious in the bathroom
She’s not breathing, oh, she’s not breathing
Infatuated with tiled floors
For some reason, you’re gasping for more.
To you, the dose is everything,
But that’s because you’re selfish,
Not addiction and you’d rather
Lie on the floor than adore this night.
Love, the stars are waiting,
“Not now, I’m fucking tired”.
You and your green eyes have always
Missed out on every good part
Of this town, if there is any anyways.
To you, the dose is everything,
But that’s because you’re selfish,
Not addiction and you’d rather
Lie on the floor than adore this night.
Don’t get caught running away,
Who knows what I’ll have to say to you.
Fix Me
I’m the best I know at ruining my own life.
My finger tips cause stomach aches and I’ll push you away,
You and all but heartache,
It’s all I want to know, it keeps me here.
Keeps me looking for something to decorate my arm with,
I know that guilt makes me weak in the knees,
But I double over like a sick child and fake as one,
I’ll be perfect in no time
I’m the best I know at pretending,
Pretending to smile and this is nothing short of a
Poetic wreck I call myself,
And I’m not worth your time.
Don’t lie to me and say it’s fixed,
Because I haven’t even fixed it yet
I don’t over do it, I’m just real healthy, and that’s all
So healthy I get my sleep at night, no matter if I’m dizzy the next morning,
I can still walk straight, seriously.
Not like I’d collapse in gym class, no, don’t feed me,
I ate already. I’ll enjoy the dinners you made but I won’t keep them,
No, what do I deserve?
This is so much better than pulling my own hair
This is nothing short of a poetic wreck I call myself,
And I’m not worth your time.
I’ll never fix this.
My greatest appetite, is not having one
Man, lay off the drugs, seriously
His good evening came from the car door
He’s set off like a bomb, nothing that would
Destroy the city, just the next few moments
The contents from her purse decorate the ground
Anger seems to be the wounds of substance abuse
It never felt right when I needed to
Make distance
It’s the moment where your parents are imperfect
And I hope I don’t ever do this
I won’t ever do this
My parents have gone away for while
Right now, the drugs are here.
How Are You This Mourning?
So let’s keep this vacant porch company Don’t worry; I’ll keep your fingers warm
This town is so sad, and I am,
I am dedicated to withhold its truth.
So as we leave, we’re welcomed away.
The only horizon I’m seeing is where
Your lips begin to part.
So maybe this morning, we’ll become acoustic
We’ll lie across the ground.
They won’t find us here,
Becoming lost in the sky
But I won’t lose you
Even though I’ve already lost myself
Knowing nothing is honest youth.
Like I remember jumping from swing sets,
Thought I was flying, but now,
All I know is that I’m falling down.
All I know is that I’m falling down.
