[Verse 1]
I knew your life’s a candy apple filled with razor blades but I’d bite if offered every time
And that’s just the worst part about me
Cursed with hot blood and always bleeding
Coursing oxygen and wasting all your time
[Chorus]
'Cause I’m the patterns on the hallway floors repeating yet I'm always short a tile
I'm trying to get where I wanna be, been out of gas for 15 miles
Now I'm screaming down the halls of modern medicine “what the hell is going on”
They won’t make it this time
Why can’t it be mine?
[Verse 2]
Took a ballpoint pen to soaking wet paper to write down the reasons I loved you
But when I set it out to dry the vultures came and ate me alive
Blessed by the blood of degenerates and doomed to make the same mistakes
A couple of drinks make it easy to be here, but fat fucking chance that I wanna be here
[Chorus]
'Cause I’m the patterns on the hallway floors repeating but I’m always short a tile
I'm trying to get where I wanna be, been out of gas for 15 miles
Now I’m screaming down the halls of modern medicine “what the hell is going on”
They won’t make it this time
And I can’t right the wrongs
I knew your life’s a candy apple filled with razor blades but I’d bite if offered every time
And that’s just the worst part about me
Cursed with hot blood and always bleeding
Coursing oxygen and wasting all your time
[Chorus]
'Cause I’m the patterns on the hallway floors repeating yet I'm always short a tile
I'm trying to get where I wanna be, been out of gas for 15 miles
Now I'm screaming down the halls of modern medicine “what the hell is going on”
They won’t make it this time
Why can’t it be mine?
[Verse 2]
Took a ballpoint pen to soaking wet paper to write down the reasons I loved you
But when I set it out to dry the vultures came and ate me alive
Blessed by the blood of degenerates and doomed to make the same mistakes
A couple of drinks make it easy to be here, but fat fucking chance that I wanna be here
[Chorus]
'Cause I’m the patterns on the hallway floors repeating but I’m always short a tile
I'm trying to get where I wanna be, been out of gas for 15 miles
Now I’m screaming down the halls of modern medicine “what the hell is going on”
They won’t make it this time
And I can’t right the wrongs
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