Thesaddestsongever

My friend can’t you see it’s got too close
Drinking petrol from a hose
There might not be a glowing spirit to revive you from your overdose
And I know I can’t talk
When it’s the third day in and I’m covered in thick black chalk
We’ll climb the highest stalk
And parachute down like little green soldiers

Pain in the side, pain in the side
Beaming up into the other side
Pain in the side, pain in the side
Took a bow as falling, shuttering pretty lights
Pain in the side, pain in the side
Pain in the side, pain in the side
Can someone, please close the curtains
Because this daylight is making me feel guilty
A man with no face taps me with his sharp and scary blade

Pain in the side, pain in the side
Beaming up into the other side
Pain in the side, pain in the side
Took a bow as falling, shuttering pretty lights
Pain in the side, pain in the side
Pain in the side, pain in the side

There’s a man in a cloak
There’s a man in a cloak
And he’s standing behind you

Pain in the side, pain in the side
Beaming up into the other side
Pain in the side, pain in the side
Took a bow as falling, shuttering pretty lights
Pain in the side, pain in the side
Pain in the side, pain in the side