Текст песни
I feel you in these walls. You're the cold air creeping in. Chilling to my bones and skin. I heard you take the heart. But it's vacant now I'm looking in. Oh, who let you in? You walk and walk all over the place. But you never say anything. I caught you walking straight through my walls. 'Cause you was on the floor. I think I let you in. Look. You said I never wrote a song for you, So I hope this one is haunting you. You said even if it took forever, that me And you would be together. And I never thought That you would lie, so I admit I took Advantage of your precious time. I admit I took advantage of you every night That I was on the road, even at home I wouldn't do you right. I'll admit it, but Don't think for a minute I'ma let you convince Me that what we started is finished. Or for a second that I wouldn't take a Bullet to the head for you. Paint the bottom of my floor red for you. Kissed by an angel, touched by the devil. Blood from my nose red as a rose petal. I think we're caught up in a power trip. She my Kate Moss, I'm her Johnny Depp. Life of a fast life in the fast lane. Lights in the cab, nice drink of champagne. Ice make it last, ice for the back pain. With the knife on the dash, pipe in the Ashtray. And we fuck with the lights off, bring A lamp shade. Did it twice in the room, Once in the matinee, uh. Hide all the fresh wounds like a Band-Aid. With the stripes on the black suit for the Campaign, uh. What a damn shame. King of the underworld, What a damn name. 'Cause he killed all the Other girls in the damn frame. For a queen that he never realized had fangs. Damn, do you feel what I'm saying? Take a knife in the back, wanna feel my Pain. Make a slice in the wrist to reveal Those veins. I can see your face, man, I Feel insane. Come on, I feel like this. Such a mess when I'm in your presence. I've had enough. Think you've making sick. Gotta get you out of my system, Yeah. It's my house. I think it's time to get out. It's my soul. It isn't yours anymore. It's my house. I think it's time to get out. Yeah, I think it's time to get out. Yeah, yeah. Whoa. Yeah, I think it's time to get out.
Machine Gun Kelly, PVRIS — in these walls (my house)
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