"Misnomer" lyrics

"Misnomer"

I tried to smoke the crazy out of me
But crazy, he don't scare so easily
My eyes all red, but I can see
Oh ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-mom it's just a trait

The plan falls apart every day
So I try to toss everybody I know away
Saw you so much, had nothing to say
Dark lungs served up on a silver tray

Oh my god, how could I say that?!
Feels like a misnomer to me, tell me how did it feel to you?

Let it fizzle out! Or this might go
Pow, Pow, Pow
Do you think I'm too way forward
Do you think that I'm a slut?

I said don't worry use your hand
Won't beg, won't shield us, won't have no demand
Got me kinda crushed, God it tastes like sand!
Blowing backwards, driving forwards, have no fans

I said things fast
As it all sinks faster
There we try to make it last
I don't wanna see it

Babe you look like a God
And you'll start a forest fire
I will stay at home and wait for it to
Spread, spread, spread!

I said it's got no name
You hold it over my head
Misnomer, it all tastes the same
When your taste buds go dead

Don't wanna talk about flaws
Before expulsing her
So I sneak in deep inside
Few blows to point the finger

Don't wanna talk about flaws
Before expulsing her
So I sneak in deep inside
Few blows to point the finger


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