Goddess...
She gave it all, you gave her shit
She coulda done, just anything
Or anyone, cause she's a goddess
You never got this
You put her down, you liked her hopeless
To walk around, feeling unnoticed
You shoulda crowned her, cause she's a goddess
You never got this
Now you gotta deal with this glitch on your shoulder
Fucking with a goddess and you get a little colder
Yea it's colder, colder
Fucking with a goddess, and you get a little colder
Finally surfaced above doubts
Feeling above this, she came around
Cause she's a goddess, finally saw this
And now you're back, trying to claim her
Cause she's gone and now without her
You're all alone, cause she's a goddess
You shoulda saw this
Now you gotta deal with this glitch on your shoulder
Fucking with a goddess and you get a little colder
Yea it's colder, colder
Fucking with a goddess, and you get a little colder
[x2]
Now you gotta deal with this glitch on your shoulder
You're fucking with a goddess and you get a little colder
Yea you're colder, colder
You're fucking with a goddess, and you get a little colder
Beggin for thread...
So I got edges that scratch
And sometimes I don't got a filter
But I'm so tired of eating all of my misspoken words
I know my disposition gets confusing
My disproportionate reactions fuse with my eager state
That's why you wanna come out and play with me
Yeah
Why
Why
Why
Stooped down and out
You got me beggin for thread
To sew this hole up that you ripped in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Strapped down to something that you don't understand
Don't know what you were getting yourself into
You should have known
Secretly, I think you knew
I got some dirt on my shoes
My words can come out as a pistol
And I'm no good at aiming
But I can aim it at you
I know my actions, they may get confusing
But my unstable ways is my solution to even space
That's why you wanna come out and play with me, yeah
Stooped down and out
You got me beggin for thread
To sew this hole up that you ripped in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Strapped down to something that you don't understand
Don't know what you were getting yourself into
You should have known
Secretly, I think you knew
(Secretly I think you knew)
Hold it out, whoa
Try to hide it out but my tracks are better
Hold it out, whoa
Try to hide it out but my tracks are better
Hold it out, whoa
Try to hide it out but my tracks are better
Hold it out, whoa
Try to hide it out but my tracks are better
Stooped down and out
You got me beggin for thread
To sew this hole up that you ripped in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Strapped down to something that you don't understand
Don't know what you were getting yourself into
You should have known
Secretly, I think you knew
(Secretly I think you knew)
We are still considering `beggin for thread' along with some songs from Halsey. We will hopefully have decided a song by the end of the week.
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