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Hand Crushed by a Mallet but It’s a Pop Punk Song
[Verse 1]
And I was tryin' to find a way to kill time
I didn't even get to tell you goodbye
I was tryin' to find a way to kill time
Now you're gone and I can't ever say goodbye

[Pre-Chorus]
This feeling's going to my head, I'm thinking things I shouldn't say
You circled me inside my room, I couldn't go another day
This feeling's going to my head, I'm thinking things I shouldn't say
You circled me inside my room, I couldn't go, go, go, go

[Chorus]
Oh my god, what the fuck? Take my hand, crush it up
Spill the blood on the floor, I ain't scared, think there's more
What the fuck? Make it stop, took too long, here right now
On the floor, in the car, smoking cigs in the bar
I don't want you to think I got bad intentions
Never wanted you inside, you made it your mission, yеah
Didn't wanna hurt no one
But you just went and made it fun

[Verse 2]
I hеar you're lookin' for a way to fight the Corpus bride
She's workin' in my mind
And you're lookin' for a way to crush, it's not enough
You fucked up your last try
We were in the studio, I was just playin'
You were all work and I was all play and
You were talkin' business, aiming with your weapon
I was on your hit list, I felt the compression
[Outro]
I'll never go, I'll haunt your studio
You won't think of words when you write it up
You'll just hear me singing this song
You'll think that's okay, you'll just sing along
You just copy everything we do
If I wasn't me, I'd copy me too
You just copy everything we do
If I wasn't me, I'd copy me too