Texty:
The Kills Midnight Boom

We're two parties, two parties ending What if you move? What if you hide? There's only so much you can miss Before we both collide A little tornado,

Easy, alphabet pony Uh easy, alphabet pony Funny monkey Tore money loose in soda hands Pink plastic Jesus on the dashboard Just say it Easy, alphabet

You've got to You've got to You've got to You've got to Tape ain't gonna fix it Honey, it ain't gonna stick Tape ain't gonna fix it Honey, it ain't gonna

What's going on fire I want you to know My spirit's alive I want you to know I'm getting down With the awkward moments I'm getting down with the sour

Steam's working, I see it in everyone Like a lost idea under a light bulb sun Your eyes, ready for takeoff, melt in your head What a beautiful state we

Elevator straight into my skull The escalator rises as it falls I swear our jet is crashing in my mind You can hold on but I wouldn't waste your time

: I'm bored of cheap and cheerful I want expensive sadness hospital bills, parole open doors to madness I want you to be crazy cos you're boring baby

: We're two parties, two parties ending what if you move ? what if you hide ? there's only so much you can miss before we both collide my little tornardo

: Running into trouble running into trouble you got heavenly eyes a thousand highs always on a mission it's not lovin' it's not kissin' it's the heavenly