die slow from ULTRACLUB4K by døves

døves

crush it up, white lies
i was in the club, you were outside
smoke tearing at my lungs, liquor pulling at my eyes
and the clique is in the back, switchblade at my side
list changed overnight
like who the fuck is that side stage
i can't fuck with them if we weren’t friends on myspace
i took another just to try and kill my heart ache
took another just to try and calm my heart rate

wicca

pull me back babe
letting my guard down again i’m in a bad place
feel the pressure adding up
i can never get enough
it’s how i can be in love and still my heart breaks

time
vanishing again
i saw this before
still i don’t know how it ends
these feelings aren’t me
forgetting how to breath
you think i need to sleep
i think that you know best

døves

depressed, hi-tech
in time, i’m spent
the drugs. the stress
those nights, i bled
no love, no rest
no hope, no bed
in time, i’m spent
no life, i’m death

wicca

when it’s adding up
and i sever ties
i apologize
everything i’ve done
what i’ve never said
is i’ll never love
anyone again
i’m not anyone

• Devotional
• gothboiclique
• Los Angeles