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Written, Composed, Produced, and Mixed by Ryan McMahon
Ryan McMahon - Bass, Guitar, Drum Programming, Vocals
David Arias- Guitar
lyrics
It's a different kind of cum,
when I know you're not coming home.
It's a different kind of masturbation:
crying to our New York reservations.
I'm bored, hurt me more.
Using my tears as lubrication.
self pity is the start of my destruction,
I'm gonna' feel it all out
She's gonna' have all these guys she was thinking about.
I'm gonna' feel it all out,
Have all these guys she was thinking about with me.
I'm bored, hurt me more.
Realizing that my passions are not of me,
I despise staying out late mindlessly drinking.
Was convinced to stand in line for a bar in which I hated,
empty socializing in the corner with myself.
And I'm the one that's looked at like he's sedated,
with a crowd like this I should also be hated.
I'm the one that's looked at like he's sedated,
with a crowd like this, well- I should be hated.
I'm bored, hurt me more.
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released April 15, 2015
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