This is my favorite song, it’s Sarcasm by Get Scared. I just wanted to share. Look it up, maybe you’ll like it…
(i dont own this song, i think Nick Matthews does…)
You’ve got me shaking from the way you’re talking
My heart is breaking but there’s no use crying
What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes
If I had common sense I’d cut myself or curl up and die
Sticks and stones could break my bones
But anything you say will only fuel my lungs
Don’t mind us we’re just spilling our guts
If this is love I don’t wanna be loved
You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up.
Don’t mind us we’re just spilling our guts
If this is love I don’t wanna be hanging by the neck
Before an audience of death.
You could be the corpse and I could be the killer
If I could be the devil, you could be the sinner
You could be the drugs and I could be the dealer
Everything you say is like music to my ears
You could be the corpse and I could be the killer
If I could be the devil, you could be the sinner
You could be the drugs and I could be the dealer
Everything you say is like music to my, music to my ears
Don’t mind us we’re just spilling our guts
If this is love I don’t wanna be loved
You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up.
Don’t mind us we’re just spilling our guts
If this is love I don’t wanna be hanging by the neck
Before an audience of death
(Before an audience)
Failure find me
To tie me up now
‘Cause I’m as bad, as bad as it gets
Failure find me
To hang me up now
By my neck cause I’m a fate worse than death
What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes
If I had common sense I’d cut myself or curl up and die
Don’t mind us we’re just spilling our guts
If this is love I don’t wanna be loved
You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up
Don’t mind us we’re just spilling our guts
If this is love I don’t wanna be hanging by the neck
Before an audience
Don’t mind us we’re just spilling our guts
If this is love I don’t wanna be loved
You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
Watch me choke it down so I can
Don’t mind us we’re just spilling our guts
If this is love I don’t wanna be hanging by the neck
Before an audience of death