Sweet Nothings Songtext
von Razorvoice

Depression sits with misery, rocking in his chair
Sinking his nails, to rip scars in wood arms
Begging for some company to share
The best seat in the house
Has me running, screaming loud
Fuck off, fuck you
I don′t need abuse
I'll be just fine on my own
Fuck off, Fuck you
I don′t need your truce
I'll be just fine on my own
Fuck off, Fuck you
I don't need your noose
Wrapped around everything that I do...
Fuck off and Fuck you


Don′t fucking hug me
Repeating cold dark words of all your
Ghost stories and painful echoes
You whisper sweet nothings
With promises of
No hope
No love
Nothing to hold
Living with a life motto of no...

No hope
No love
Nothing to hold
I′m not dying with a life motto of no...
Fuck off, fuck you
I"m gunna unmute
I'll be just fine on my own


Fuck off, fuck you
I don′t need abuse
I'll be just fine on my own
Fuck off, Fuck you
I don′t need your truce
I'll be just fine on my own
Fuck off, Fuck you
I don′t need your noose
Wrapped around everything that I do
WHOAH, oh oh
WHOAH, oh oh
WHOAH, oh oh
Fuck off and Fuck you