*Fish Narc beat tag*

Ima punk star bitch I feel like Fish Narc

I felt blood spill from the side of my head
Felt adrenaline as it fell through
Saw everything, saw the blood on my hands
Lights out lights out

I felt blood spill from the side of my head
And your face is so refreshing
Felt Brooklyn air, felt the wind on my jeans
And your dress is so nostalgic

And out on the streets
Feel no one around
Drowning myself in a bottle to reconcile
Smoking lemon glue
Faded in my room
Spirit light blues, I'm gonna burn them

Dumb bloody mess on my mattress
I'm all alone here
Coke and booze fueled, everything I do
But I still want you here in my bedroom
I felt blood spill from the side of my head
And your face is so refreshing
Felt Brooklyn air, felt the wind on my jeans
And your dress is so nostalgic

I felt blood spill from the side of my head
Felt adrenaline as it fell through
Saw everything saw the blood on my hands
Lights out lights out

I felt blood spill from the side of my head
Felt adrenaline as it fell through
Saw everything saw the blood on my hands
Lights out lights out