dead hair Lyrics by Jake Webber
Right now you will see
I’m the pain you need to feel
Feeling that cuts too deep
Run away, I’m ugly
Why do you bleed for me?
Dark days, cold nights
Fucked up in the backseat
Cigarettes, streetlights
Head laying on her body
Eyes closed, smoke in the air
Playing with my dead hair
Drop down, fall in the bed
Next day and you’re still here
You breath is on my cheek
Crawling inside me
Crawling inside me
Losing touch, can’t you see
I’m the drug that makes you bleed?
Chasing highs, crashing lows
Living fast, dying slow
Dying slow
(Dying slow)
Dark days, cold nights
Fucked up in the backseat
Cigarettes, streetlights
Head laying on her body
Eyes closed, smoke in the air
Playing with my dead hair
Drop down, fall in the bed
Next day and you’re still here
You breath is on my cheek
Crawling inside me
Crawling inside me
Crawling inside me