You're acting out of spite
I keep on running away
And there's a point in almost every night
Where I'm wishing that things could change
And if it doesn't get better
At least it wont be the same
I'm trying not to be negative
But it's time you clean the mess you made
Cuz you've been reeking havoc
Til everyone you know wants you dead
They're just biding time to wring your neck
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
The rooms spinning I'm on the floor
I'll drink about it til I'm sore
Pick myself up just to run away
Cuz I don't think that you will ever change
I think I'm losing my shit again
I'm trying really hard to stay friends
But I don't think it'll work out
How did we get here?
Are things really so bad?
I'll just walk a couple blocks to my favorite spot
And forget everything I have
Cuz you've been reeking havoc
Til everyone you know wants you dead
They're just biding time to wring your neck
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
The rooms spinning I'm on the floor
I'll drink about it til I'm sore
Pick myself up just to run away
Cuz I don't think that you will ever change
Now I'm reeking havoc
Til everyone I know wants me dead
They're just biding time to wring my neck
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
The rooms spinning I'm on the floor
I'll drink about it til I'm sore
Pick myself up just to run away
Cuz I don't think that I will ever change
Kiss Your Bros - The Spins Lyrics
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You're acting out of spite
I keep on running away
And there's a point in almost every night
Where I'm wishing that things could change
And if it doesn't get better
At least it wont be the same
I'm trying not to be negative
But it's time you clean the mess you made
Cuz you've been reeking havoc
Til everyone you know wants you dead
They're just biding time to wring your neck
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
The rooms spinning I'm on the floor
I'll drink about it til I'm sore
Pick myself up just to run away
Cuz I don't think that you will ever change
I think I'm losing my shit again
I'm trying really hard to stay friends
But I don't think it'll work out
How did we get here?
Are things really so bad?
I'll just walk a couple blocks to my favorite spot
And forget everything I have
Cuz you've been reeking havoc
Til everyone you know wants you dead
They're just biding time to wring your neck
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
The rooms spinning I'm on the floor
I'll drink about it til I'm sore
Pick myself up just to run away
Cuz I don't think that you will ever change
Now I'm reeking havoc
Til everyone I know wants me dead
They're just biding time to wring my neck
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
The rooms spinning I'm on the floor
I'll drink about it til I'm sore
Pick myself up just to run away
Cuz I don't think that I will ever change
I keep on running away
And there's a point in almost every night
Where I'm wishing that things could change
And if it doesn't get better
At least it wont be the same
I'm trying not to be negative
But it's time you clean the mess you made
Cuz you've been reeking havoc
Til everyone you know wants you dead
They're just biding time to wring your neck
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
The rooms spinning I'm on the floor
I'll drink about it til I'm sore
Pick myself up just to run away
Cuz I don't think that you will ever change
I think I'm losing my shit again
I'm trying really hard to stay friends
But I don't think it'll work out
How did we get here?
Are things really so bad?
I'll just walk a couple blocks to my favorite spot
And forget everything I have
Cuz you've been reeking havoc
Til everyone you know wants you dead
They're just biding time to wring your neck
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
The rooms spinning I'm on the floor
I'll drink about it til I'm sore
Pick myself up just to run away
Cuz I don't think that you will ever change
Now I'm reeking havoc
Til everyone I know wants me dead
They're just biding time to wring my neck
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
The rooms spinning I'm on the floor
I'll drink about it til I'm sore
Pick myself up just to run away
Cuz I don't think that I will ever change
Writer: Grant Vargo
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