[Intro]
KANEDA
nightmarehouse
[Verse 1]
Don't turn the lights off
There's monsters in the dark
She ashed my cigarette on her wrist to leave a mark
Paper notes under her nails
Tight jeans, thigh gap and a white tail
Do you think you're in purgatory?
It's okay, I'll stop, tell a different story
If I left you notes, would you grow to adore me?
She snuck out her window, memento mori
[Chorus]
Whole town grieving (Oh-oh)
Death before dishonor
Flashing lights, questions (Oh-oh)
But nobody had saw her
Pretty face plasterеd (Oh-oh-oh)
Hit the gas, go faster
I think she's a spеll-caster (Oh-oh-oh)
Someone call the pastor
Whole town grieving (Oh-oh)
Death before dishonor
Flashing lights, questions (Oh-oh)
But nobody had saw her
Pretty face plastered (Oh-oh-oh)
Hit the gas, go faster
I think she's a spell-caster (Oh-oh-oh)
Someone call the pastor
KANEDA
nightmarehouse
[Verse 1]
Don't turn the lights off
There's monsters in the dark
She ashed my cigarette on her wrist to leave a mark
Paper notes under her nails
Tight jeans, thigh gap and a white tail
Do you think you're in purgatory?
It's okay, I'll stop, tell a different story
If I left you notes, would you grow to adore me?
She snuck out her window, memento mori
[Chorus]
Whole town grieving (Oh-oh)
Death before dishonor
Flashing lights, questions (Oh-oh)
But nobody had saw her
Pretty face plasterеd (Oh-oh-oh)
Hit the gas, go faster
I think she's a spеll-caster (Oh-oh-oh)
Someone call the pastor
Whole town grieving (Oh-oh)
Death before dishonor
Flashing lights, questions (Oh-oh)
But nobody had saw her
Pretty face plastered (Oh-oh-oh)
Hit the gas, go faster
I think she's a spell-caster (Oh-oh-oh)
Someone call the pastor
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