Last Weeks Minutes from the Meeting of the Secret Society of Your Friends Who Actually Hate You LyricsSay something and let it go
More lines for crossing over everyday
It feels so good to let it go
Saves me from the thoughts inside my head
Feels like the things we say
Gives them the words to choke on
The things we say will never make them love you
Say something and let it go
More lines for crossing over everyday
It feels so, feel good to let it go
Saves me from the thoughts inside my head
Feels like the things we say
Gives them the words to choke on
The things we say will never make them love you
Like heat I rise
Softest words ever spoke
Aimed like a gun at the back of my throat
Softest words ever spoke
Aimed like a gun at the back of my throat
You said it anyway
I can hear them in the back, I can hear them in the hall
I can hear them when they say anything at all
It sounds like tiny records trapped inside the grooves
When I try to turn it over I can feel the whole place move
It's what I did, it's what I said
It just a way for us to all wind up dead
Don't try too hard at all to make me hate you
Don't try too hard at all to make me hate you
Don't try too hard at all to make me hate you
Don't try too hard at all to make me hate you
Does it feel good?
I've got friends that would die for me
Some might just kill who's next
My guess is you, you fucking sellout