Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Garret Thomas Hudish
Garret Thomas Hudish
Songwriter
Joseph Aydin Aybak
Joseph Aydin Aybak
Songwriter

Lyrics

Cold window panes Icey rain And the white the sky Consumes everything In it's way Stunned stunned stunned Remember what I was Once was And it's never any fun No fun My trigger finger numb To the gun I sip too much For a warmth And I don't even want A cure It's been a strange life With my work I take it in stride Thank god that I'm alive Though I don't feel no pride Accomplishments Each new mark has a consequence I feel no better With my arms at rest It's my fault I've lost my grip So just call it quits son Cause I don't care About your dirty laundry Hang it up and air it out We all got problems Deep down in our heart beat There's more shit You'll learn about Just play your part And don't ever copy They love a man who's original You don't have to lend yourself to the army To feel like you did something Cause I have scars That have better stories I'm the one that lived to tell And I sent bullets That could stop any heart beat And I'll see them All in hell I messaged you There's no reply And I don't wanna seem too needy But still I only Got these walls And there's no other voice I'm receiving I messaged you There's no reply And I don't wanna seem too needy But still I only Got these walls And there's no other voice I'm receiving Seasonal fuck you Everyone else too Seasonal fuck you Everyone else too Cause I don't care About your dirty laundry Hang it up and air it out We all got problems Deep down in our heart beat There's more shit You'll learn about Just play your part And don't ever copy They love a man who's original You don't have to lend Yourself to the army To feel like You did something Cause I have scars That have better stories I'm the one that lived to tell And I sent bullets That could stop any heart beat And I'll see them All in hell
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