Riifty – Girls, and their Sunday papers…

Riifty – Girls, and their Sunday papers… Lyrics

Artist: Riifty
Song: Girls, and their Sunday papers…

Whats he doing?
He looks like a right weirdo…
He’s gonna end up killing himself
What an idiot!

1,2,3 Shots to my brain
Smoking a cigarette
With a can of propane
‘Cuz I’m feeling stressed

And I’m feeling insane
I killed my therapist for trying to mess with my brain
It’s either love me now
Or hate me later

Stop hiding behind your f#cking Sunday Paper
Stop telling me lies
And saying “Seeya Later”
When the hole in my heart feels like a massive crater

‘Cuz I’m sick of filthy feelings
And crying while I’m dreaming
I get this sinking feeling every time…
Wish I didn’t have to read a thesis

To find out how you’re feeling
It feels like when I talk I commit crimes
But that’s what I do…
I bask in the glory of drugs & tattoos

So do you want to…
Come revel with me in the feeling?
Come revel with me in the feeling…
1,2,3 Shots to my brain

Smoking a cigarette
With a can of propane
‘Cuz I’m feeling stressed
And I’m feeling insane

I killed my therapist for trying to mess with my brain
It’s either love me now
Or hate me later
Stop hiding behind your f#cking Sunday Paper

Stop telling me lies
And saying “Seeya Later”
When the hole in my heart feels like a massive crater
1,2,3 Shots to my brain

Smoking a cigarette
With a can of propane
‘Cuz I’m feeling stressed
And I’m feeling insane

I killed my therapist for trying to mess with my brain
It’s either love me now
Or hate me later
Stop hiding behind your f#cking Sunday Paper

Stop telling me lies
And saying “Seeya Later”
When the hole in my heart feels like a massive crater
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Release Year: 2022