Lyrics: Victoria Chelsea
Music: Victoria Chelsea
I didn't say happy birthday when you turned 22
Somehow they said it was my fault too,
Somehow?
Have you ever asked yourself if this is what you wished for?
Have you ever asked yourself if this is any good for you?
Never in my life, I’ve heard you spat the word of despise
Calling yourself an angel inside,
While shooting “You know, I'm the nice guy”
Don't you
Blame a girl for trying
To make things right
Says you,
Who's lips are drying
Looking for some shit to say to make yourself feel better
Don't you,
Blame it on my ego,
Look at yourself in the mirror
Does it make you feel lighter?
Or heavier?
Or heavier?
Ooh, oh
Ooh, oh
Ooh, oh
Oh,
Break the ****ing bones
Tear the animal inside you
It’s getting wild
It's getting wild
Ooh, oh
Pray the lord will save you
Stay away from all the dreams
You promised me,
Relied to me
Ooh, oh
Why?
Why, why, why, why?
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why?
Why, why, why, why, why, why-
Why?
Why?
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, wh–hy?
Why, why?
Why, why, why, why, why, why,wh–hy?
The story has gone through a major setback
That you’ll probably end up tracing back at
The main character died horrendously
Who’s the killer?
You
You’re the killer
You
You’re the killer
You
You’re the killer
You
You’re the killer
You’re-
The-
Killer