The Bells

Lyrics
All the kids I used to spend my time with but now can't stand Seem to be dying of natural causes, please (Of natural causes) And I could reach my arms out with my two hands In the middle of a crowded room, and not touch anyone Someone talk to me We are so cult We are so underground Developed in small rooms Speak up loudly, now And when I call, and I will call Make sure you throw your phone As hard as you can at the wall Like my wisdom teeth, all my friends want out I look nervous, and I should It's gonna hurt more than we had planned As I spit blood out of my mouth It was nice when I woke up But then the clouds came down like pain But it isn't all that bad The desert could use the rain I need to tattoo (Need to tattoo) Two black eyes (So fucked up) Shave my head to the skin To let everyone know just how angry I am on the inside We are so cult (We are so cult) We are so underground (We are so cult, now) Developed in small rooms Speak up loudly, now And when I call, and I will call Make sure you throw your phone As hard as you can at the wall And when I call, and I will call Make sure you throw your phone As hard as you can at the wall
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Credits
- Writers
- The Front Bottoms