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lirik lagu narcs – head boy sonnett

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resting heart rate
low enough, low enough
set in every bone
low enough, low enough
and you’re hauled off by
both your broken arms!

resting heart rate
low enough, low enough
set in every bone
low enough to pull out t–th
and drain you away
pull the roots, purge the plant of pests
leach my sickness nestled in
nevertheless, i grow
both your broken arms!

i don’t feel sad at all
i look forward to meeting you and all your friends
i don’t feel sad at all
i’ve been implored into meeting you and all of your friends
and all the best!
and all the very best!
the very best schools
and schools
and backgrounds
and backgrounds
and cheques
and background checks!
the sweaty underneath of the head boy’s neck!
the trickle down effect!
the necklace you parade you elegantly, effortlessly
delicately around said neck!
the fact that you’re a speck atop a mound of sh-t about to be blitzed!
you tried to mould the hole, but the end didn’t fit!
you tried to mould the hole, but the end didn’t fit!
you tried to mould the hole, but the end didn’t fit!
and now the tables have turned!
you’re wearing dead man’s shoes!
perfect f-cking fit!