Oh, no
I put you in another bad mood
Always looking at me sideways
Tell me what I did
Today so I can pay
Whatever price you say
Slo-mo
I put you in another spiral
Just like Mister Junji Ito
On a second time
We roll slower now
I feel like I'm dead somehow
Flowerpot
Ashtray on your nightstand
Cigarette burn on your right hand
Overdose
Backseat of my car
Drove us home both that night
You asked me if I had a light
Over my head you are always
I don't what else to say
I have nothing else more to say to you
So this will have to do