Emm Gryner Fetching Decay
Need you to be the cancer that swallows me
All my mates decided drowning was much better than me
F..ck it all I say
They'll be sorry in the end
So help me vanish
Help me get myself outta here
Wait I wouldn't leave without celebrating
Your birthday in the middle of July
Can't believe you wanna have me
Been wading through this bucket of lies
F..ck 'em all I say
They'll be sorry when the star buries the girl
So help me vanish
Help me get myself outta here
It might be a good vacation
I don't know