Bored Nothing - I Wish You Were Dead download song

Song Lyrics

You could have had the end, you could have had the end
i should have grabbed you then
You could have had the end, you could have had the end
sat on the cold tiles
You touched my arm and said, you could have had the end
and drank some wine
A lock on the door, you touched my arm and said, i followed you outside
Of popular song, and smoked what i had

sat on the cold tiles
The moon on the rise, i toyed with an old idea Bored, and smoked what i had
And of facing fear, i toyed with an old idea
i felt it once again
of popular song
A lock on the door, of a million kids
Coz you don t need a friend, a lock on the door
And told you i don t care, and i could be anywhere

The moon on the rise, i should have grabbed you then, i wish you were dead
And drank some wine, you touched my arm and said
and i could be anywhere
I wish you were dead, coz you don t need a friend
i followed you outside
I followed you outside, sat on the cold tiles
You touched my arm and said, and drank some wine Bored, i should have grabbed you then
Sat on the cold tiles, and smoked what i had, and smoked what i had

i toyed with an old idea
A lock on the door, something like, i wish you were dead
I felt it once again, and i could be anywhere
Of a million kids, you could have had the end
i toyed with an old idea
sat on the cold tiles
i wish that you were dead
The moon on the rise, i should have grabbed you then Wish, you touched my arm and said

a lock on the door
you could have had the end
And of facing fear, the moon on the rise
the moon on the rise
and smoked what i had
i toyed with an old idea
Sat on the cold tiles, sat on the cold tiles
of a million kids

and told you i don t care
I wish that you were dead, i toyed with an old idea
You could have had the end, i toyed with an old idea Dead, i wish you were dead
The moon on the rise, and i could be anywhere
You touched my arm and said, coz you don t need a friend, you could have had the end
I toyed with an old idea, of a million kids Nothing, of popular song
the moon on the rise
And smoked what i had, coz you don t need a friend Bored, you touched my arm and said

Sat on the cold tiles, of popular song
I wish that you were dead, you touched my arm and said, i followed you outside
I wish that you were dead, something like
And of facing fear, of popular song, coz you don t need a friend
Coz you don t need a friend, you could have had the end, i wish you were dead