Hand Crushed By America

I was tryin' to find a way to kill time

I didn't even get to tell you goodbye

I was tryin' to find a way to kill time

Now you're gone and I can't ever say goodbye

I will say goodbye

This feeling's going to my head, I'm thinking things I shouldn't say

You circled me inside my room, I couldn't go another day

This feeling's going to my head, I'm thinking things I shouldn't say

You circled me inside my room, I couldn't go, go, go, go

Oh my god, what the fuck? Take my hand, crush it up

Spill the blood on the floor, I ain't scared, think there's more

What the fuck? Make it stop, took too long, here right now

On the floor, in the car, smoking cigs in the bar

I don't want you to think I got bad intentions

Never wanted you inside, you madе it your mission, yeah

Didn't wanna hurt no one but you just went and madе it fun, fun, fun, fun

I hear you're lookin' for a way to fight the Corpus bride

She's workin' in my mind

And you're lookin' for a way to crush, it's not enough

You fucked up your last try (last try)

We were in the studio, I was just playin'

You were all work and I was all play and

You were talkin' business, aiming with your weapon

I was on your hit list, I felt the compression

I was on your hit list, I felt the compression

I'll never go, I'll haunt your studio

You won't think of words when you write it up

You'll just hear me singing this song

You'll think that's okay, you'll just sing along

You just copy everything we do

If I wasn't me, I'd copy me too

You just copy everything we do

If I wasn't me, I'd copy me too