Get thrown to the ground
I pull to get the bill
The haunted hill
With mosters killed
I woke up with this on
The reaper in the song
You hate the place I'm from
It tastes like cherry bomb
Skating overseas
You fell down in the tree
My phone is mostly calm
Don't keep the ringer on
I'm chasing in the leaves
I'm pissing in the breeze
I saw you in my dream
I feel like a disease
Out on the parking lot
Smoking in the garage
You're sick I would've though
My god you're such a thot
I put it back inside
You fall until I die
Talking back behind
You know I could've died
Pears falling off the tree
The needles in the street
How dare I couldn't be
They're chasing after me
You know that it's my day
You know I won the race
I left you in the chase
I finished and you're late
Get thrown to the ground
I pull to get the bill
The haunted hill
With mosters killed
I woke up with this on
The reaper in the song
You hate the place I'm from
It tastes like cherry bomb
Skating overseas
You fell down in the tree
My phone is mostly calm
Don't keep the ringer on
I'm chasing in the leaves
I'm pissing in the breeze
I saw you in my dream
I feel like a disease