middle finger from lyfeless by RAWINTHEVOID

go fuck yourself
you heard me right
don't call me nice again
don't you have somewhere to be at seven thirty?
baby, i'm ready, i'm ready, ready, ready to blow my brains out
you die
and words won't do anything
it's permanently night
and i won't feel anything
we'll all be laughing with you when you die
words won't do anything
it's permanently night
and i won't feel anything
we'll all be laughing with you when you die
go fuck yourself

and we might have started singing just a little soon
we're throwing stones at a glass moon
whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, whoa-oh
whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning
whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning

• Experimental
• avant garde
• electronic
• noise
• plunderphonics
• Virginia