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Hurts like hell

I forgot that I could sink so deep
that pride would steal my words from me
 
Every morning it's a miracle if I wake up without thinking of what you could be doing tonight
I say Marco, get your shit together, do you even look at yourself?
Don't you see the face you've got?
 
I hush but it hurts
Let me hold you again and I swear I'll let you go
 
They say this shall pass, yeah
But I ask myself how long will it take, because now it hurts like hell
 
It's easy for you, you don't have to stay on your knees
with thoughts to you temple, like a criminal
 
Don't get me started on when people randomly ask me about you and how are you?
I say 'look, I have to go because my right rib still bleeds a lot'
 
I hush but it hurts
Let me hold you again and I swear I'll let you go
 
They say this shall pass, yeah
But I ask myself how long will it take, because now it hurts like hell
 
And let's pretend to be happy, because it's bad to feel bad
And let's pretend to be happy, because it's bad to feel bad
And let's pretend to be happy, because it's bad to feel bad
And let's pretend to be happy, because it's bad to feel bad
Yeah
 
I hush but it hurts
Let me hold you again and I swear I'll let you go
 
They say this shall pass, yeah
But I ask myself how long will it take, because now it hurts like hell
 
And let's pretend to be happy, because it's bad to feel bad
And let's pretend to be happy, because it's bad to feel bad
And let's pretend to be happy, because it's bad to feel bad
And let's pretend to be happy, because it's bad to feel bad
 

The munchies

Sons of the wind
those who keep their eyes open when eveything else sleeps
 
not because of sex,
We're in the afterlife, baffled, with people telling us 'ah!
 
are you blind?
Can't you see
what the fuck you've stepped in, oh?!'
 
Watch out, this one hits hard. Just hit as much as you can.
 
Generation miracles
fog here under the porches
the dreams and the munchies
the praising in paranoia
 
Heads down
They're on our backs now, no need to pray
 
Heroes of war
Father, do you swear that it's necessary to suffer?
 
Sons of the troubles
the ones you don't ask for
but hey beat you black and blue
 
I did it again, look
what the fuck did I step in?
Generation miracles
fog here under the porches
the dreams and the munchies
the praising in paranoia
 
100 km/h
the thoughts run fast
Heart in your throat
Even faster
 
100 km/h
the thoughts run fast
Heart in your throat
Even faster
 
Generation Miracles
fog here under the porches
the dreams and the munchies
the praising in paranoia