Patrick J. Derilus – Due Lyrics
I am late
The seats fill
These women flee quicker than suicune
I vomit from what I see
If only
My scars would make
A clear appearance
You might understand
Because this blood makes
You nauseous
It makes you show pity
Go ahead human, leave me to
Bleed
You make me sick
None wants me to succeed
I hold my bitterness like a grudge
Still looking for that seat
I flip
Tables up
Love…
Love…?
Love…?!
Die
The seats fill
These women flee quicker than suicune
I vomit from what I see
If only
My scars would make
A clear appearance
You might understand
Because this blood makes
You nauseous
It makes you show pity
Go ahead human, leave me to
Bleed
You make me sick
None wants me to succeed
I hold my bitterness like a grudge
Still looking for that seat
I flip
Tables up
Love…
Love…?
Love…?!
Die