Lyrics:
I had a dream last night that you tried to kill me - in the dream you were lingering outside of Carmelo’s smoking a cigarette and trying to look apathetic. Someone was talking to you but you weren’t really listening, just sort of staring past them in that way that you do.
When you saw me, your eyes flashed at me bloodhungry, i turned the other way but it was too late i heard you running behind me and then i was running and running and i didn’t stop running for what felt like forever, i tried to slow down but you were on my heels and then i felt your hand grip the back of my neck and you were all over me, grabbing and ripping into my skin trying to make your way inside and then when i felt you get to my eyes i realized that you didnt want to kill me, you just wanted my eyes
BUSHWICK RATBAG
YOU MAKE ME GAG
BET YOU WISH YOU WERE A FAG
YOU PLAY IN A BAND?
OH MAN THATS RAD
TOO BAD THAT I FUCKING HATE YOU
I dont think you want to hurt me. I think you’re lost, i think you’ve never met yourself. I think when you leave the bar, leave your friends, and you go home alone you probably feel really weird. I think it's one of those things you can never bring up in therapy because acknowledging it to someone else will make it real. I think you want me to supplement whatever is missing in you. But you want the culture without the risk. You want the style, the feeling, the way i talk, the way i dress, the way i fuck. But you’re not willing to lose anything for it - it doesn’t mean anything to you
And I find you really unsettling, you kind of set my teeth on edge. But it’s hard to find you scary because i don’t respect you. I think you’re pathetic, and honestly dude, you just bum me out
BUSHWICK RATBAG
YOU MAKE ME GAG
BET YOU WISH YOU WERE A FAG
YOU PLAY IN A BAND?
OH MAN THATS RAD
TOO BAD THAT I FUCKING HATE YOU