Misery – pupsies
Nghệ sĩ: pupsies
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I miss that kind of misery The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening So I ask, am I just dreaming?
I love you so much that it's dripping Dripping from my arms and such
I'm sorry, I know I'm too much to love, to trust, I'm nothing, but—
I miss that kind of misery The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening So I ask, am I just dreaming?
You are what I could believe in Since I have nobody else
I keep screaming, I keep breathing It's the living I can't help
It's the misery 'cause you can tell me How much that you care
And I know it's true, but yet You need to get me out your hair
Is what we have special? What's that mean?
Why can't you choose me, is it greed?
This isn't lust, no fairy dust, it's blunt It's what you see
Misery in knowing I love you And had to leave
The misery that I can't shake The misery I bleed
I miss that kind of misery The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening So I ask, am I just dreaming?
I miss that kind of misery The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening So I ask, am I just dreaming?
Hurts to feel that kind of misery The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening So I ask, am I just dreaming?
How to heal that kind of misery The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening So I ask, am I just dreaming?
I miss that kind of misery The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening So I ask, am I just dreaming?
I miss that kind of misery The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening So I ask, am I just dreaming?
'Cause I know that you care (I know that you care)
'Cause I swear it ain't fair (I swear it ain't fair)
I'll slit my wrists and show you I'll dare to do anything
I love you, I love you with everything
I miss that kind of misery The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening So I ask, am I just dreaming?
How to heal that kind of misery The kind where you are nice to me
The kind where you are nice to, to me To heal that kind of misery
The kind where you are nice to me But only in the evening
So I wish that I was dreaming But only in the evening, in the evening
God, I wish that I was dreaming I miss that kind of misery