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This Is How You Spell 'Hahaha, We Destroyed The Hopes And Dreams Of A Generation Of Faux-Romantics'
Lyricist:Aleksand Berditchevskaia, Oliver Briggs, Thomas Edward Bromley, Harriet Coleman, Gareth David Paisey, Neil Turner, Ellen Waddell
I hate the stench of coffee on your breath And I hate to feel it's warmth against my neck And what right do you have to have nightmares about me When all I wanted was to sleep
We have to take the car 'cause the bike's on fire We cannot trust your friends 'cause they were born liars And if you don't exist with hearts the size of a house brick Cease, and desist!
I left your shallow skin and a note on your kitchen sideboard It read 'I have left you, please never try to find me' This is no existential crisis, just turn your pain into piety And I set your alarm clock for 4am the next morning
We have to take the car 'cause the bike's on fire We cannot trust your friends 'cause they were born liars And if you cease and desist
This is how you spell 'HAHAHA, I've destroyed the hopes and the dreams Of a generation of faux-romantics' And I'm pleased, I'm pleased
You walk in from your mother's balcony Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Panda-eyed and freezing cold You bury yourself in my chest to warm I notice the goosebumps on your arms, millions
And whether it's because of the numbers of hours spent Laid face down on my bed listening to white noise Or, well, obviously it's not I somehow manage to translate them from Braille
The trails on your skin spoke more to me Than the reams and reams of half finished novels You'd leave lying all over the place
And every quotation that'd dribble from your mouth Like a final, fatal live journal entry I know I am wrong, I am sorry
We have to take the car 'cause the bike's on fire We cannot trust your friends 'cause they were born liars And if you cease and desist
This is how you spell 'HAHAHA, I've destroyed the hopes and the dreams Of a generation of faux-romantics' And I'm pleased, I'm pleased
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