Meow

To whom it may concern-

I wrote song lyrics. And they're pretty awful. So here they are.

Awful Things

Lean a little bit closer
Whisper in my ear
Tell me all those awful things
That I want to hear

Tell me you love me
Then tell me you'll leave
It's those kinds of things
I need to make you believe

That I know
It's a show
And your feelings
are all locked up
Inside your
Chest cavity


And I'm trying
To decode the lock
Or find the key
That you've hidden
Right behind me


Everyone keeps talking
Spreading all your lies
But you command everyone
Just using your eyes

I tell them I loved you
I tell them I tried
But I can never forget
The tears that I cried

And I know
It's a show
And my feelings
Are starting to lock up
Inside my chest cavity

And I'm trying
Not to let it shut
Or give you the key
You'll hide
Right behind me

People always tell me
I should act my age
Acting older freaks them out
I should disengage

From the conversation
That I shouldn't be
But I will do anything
Not to make you believe

That I know
It's a show
And my feelings
Are all locked up
Inside my
Chest cavity

And I'm trying
To open the lock
And find the key
That's hidden
Deep within me

Lean a little bit closer
Whisper in my ear
Tell me all those awful things
That I want to hear.

If you steal these, I will steal your first born child.

-Sydney the Destroyer