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do you really love me or do you just want me for my skeleton?

by psychic of orange x woozles

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1.
you will never want to be alone with me and i always thought it was my fault try to figure out what it could be i don't think it was in my control after we got to do more talking so i could try to figure you out i could never get across my point but i think i know what it's about i feel like recently you have lead me to see i thought the issue was me but now i know it's you it was always you
2.
he used to live 2 miles away i used to dream about it every day the time we spent together on replay he lives 500 miles away i should forget about him anyways he always had a better game to play no matter how close we really are you always seem too far he lives like 37 miles away i don't think that i wanna see his face i don't think i even want to see his face 2700 miles away i haven't seen him since i was in that place now 2019 seems so far away no matter how close we really are you always seem too far
3.
it's not what you say it's how you say it it's not the game you play it's how you play it (yeah) i'm getting tired of my hair i wanna shave it i'm getting tired of my hair i wanna shave it a̴̸̹̖̘͎̰̼̳͘͞h҉҉̪̤̙͖̣͘h҉̷̸̱̯͖̖̲̮͈̬̝̯̰́ͅh̀҉͇̹̦̲͙̖̭̥͓̺̥͎͕̠̼͓̲͉̙͟H̘̰̘͇̜̯͕̦͕̜̖̙̹̮͙͖̜͝ͅͅH̷͏͓͉͎͔̭̝̞̘̲͚̭̹ͅḨ̧͇̟̗̘͔͇̤̦̭͖͜͡h̨́͟͏̻͉̬̰͇͓͙͡ͅé̩̬̖̰͈̬͇͕͚̟̹͈́̕ḩ̷̧̧̨͇̣͚̝̣ (yeah) it's not what you say it's how you say it it's not the game you play it's the way you play it i'm getting tired of my hair i wanna shave it i'm getting tired of my hair i wanna shave it will you bring me there? i wanna see it w̮̼̱͞i̻̫͈̪̘ḷ͉͎͢l̸͉̖͚̦͚ͅ ̻̘͈̣̣̘y̬̞̙̜̫̳o̡ṵ͎̥͙̤̕ͅ ̖̥̠͢b̖͎͚̼̲r͍͍̪i̸̱̗̬͈͚̜n҉̮̭̗̯g̠ ͏̬m͞e̗̮͝ ̡̘͖t̠̤͚͉ḥ̪̩͖͎̯e̮͚̙re̳̬̥̟̱?̻̪̮̖̲̞͟ ̻̻͍̺͎̫͢i̠̖̗ ̝̠̖̗̹̪̰͘w̨̮͎͉̳an̦̖̜̟n͕̻̕a҉̭ ̫̪̘̪̘̫ͅsee͢ i҉̩̫̰̙̺t̶͚̼ͅ ̹̼w̥i̭̰̞̝̼̦l̢̫̝͚ĺ̖̪̖ y̡̗o͈̯̦u̙̗ b̰̲r̗͖̘̦i̞̟͚̭̦̭͓n̹͈͖̙͘g̖͔̮͢ ̭͍̦̼͓ ̩̫̕m̷e̻̫̥͚ ̥̝̘́ț̡͖h̪̖̠̱̲̯ͅę̮̜͉͚͚̣̣ṟ̡͖̜̲e̞̠̱͚?̜̪͈̱͚͔̣͟ ͍͍̼i͔̝̟ ̦͓͔̩wa͚̹̜͝ͅn͎̯̱̯̻̖n̷a̧͔̟̞̥ s̶e͙̘͔̹͙e͈̤̮̺̘̭̕ ̣ͅì̗t̯̳̹͞?̘͍ ̖̗̺̻̬̪͓w̬̠͎̯̰i̖͇͚̲͔̪͢lḷ̜̻ͅ ̸ý̙̜͖̪̺̖̭ò̭̮̠̣̫̬̣ṷ̰ ͕͉̼͓̲́b̥̲͈͍͖̯̲r͈̻̯̼̭i̪̩̳͓͚̻n̼̲̝̰̪g ͕̤̱͓̯͎͇m̖̯̟̯̠͎e̛ ̧̤̘̣̥̠͚̘t̷̼͕̙h͔̝̥̱e̝͉̞r̬̣̪̝̖̼̭͜e͙͈?̢͔̻̞̲̹ ̴̮͍̱̞͓̻͖ ̯͖̼̪̥ì͚̩͉̼w̦̰̙̮̤͉͘a̴̻̥͙̰ṇ̣͓͇̘̝̦̕n̯̩̳ͅa͉̗͙̼̜̤͈ ͇͓̹̠̰̺̭̀s̬̯̕e̜̹̣̣̰e̬͇̞̦ ͈̘̤̟i̤̬͎͝t͠i͏w͝a͕̜̩n͎̺͈̼n̝̙̮̮ͅa̜͚͈̪̮s̘̜͖͜ẹ̷̟e͜į̟̭̯̯̗̪t͇̯̣̭ͅ
4.
walking down slick city streets when i see a guy you’d love to meet mustard suit and pointed shoes not a single crooked tooth and i think i’m looking pretty cute with my worn-down leather boots i don’t even crack a smile, but out of the corner of my eye, eye, eye… i fixate speeding down route 8 at night i round the corner, headlights bright i see a deflated silver balloon says happy birthday so i keep my eyes on the road ahead but in my mind think how they bled shattered glass and broken bones and i just feel so alone because... i fixate you’re in your bed. i’m in my room thinking about all that we’ve been through. you and me. me and you. and i’m hoping i can see it through. i treat these words like precious birds they pick my brain out bit by bit. i wish i could just shut it off but instead i guess i just… i fixate
5.
tie me down and peel my skin rough me up and hold me in never let it run you down never let it move you forward never let it break your toes and have you screaming their name, screaming it loud never let it break your teeth never let it make you go never let it listen to you or have you dreaming of things that’ll never come true bones like salt drip through my hands summersault back in Japan laughing dead and crying living makes you feel more forgiven never let it run you down never let it move you forward never let it break your toes and have you screaming their name, screaming it loud never let it break your teeth never let it make you go never let it listen to you or have you dreaming of things that’ll never come true
6.
a full moon on the lake is sparkling off all the waves a hunger feeds within like climbing up walls of the cave u’ve got the fever running through you so now u tear your clothes off screaming their name to the wind the skulls are on the ground, there’s nothing that can save them now u’ve got the fever running through you lay down once again in the shadow of their grave lay down once again in the comfort of their pain lust hangs in your eyes a phantom of ones you’d like to love can you feel the heat of lips that yours will never touch? u’ve got the fever running through you

about

a collection of demos by ken (psychic of orange) and conor (woozles)

recorded separately but together in spirit <3

psychic of orange songs mixed/played/recorded by psychic of orange

woozles songs mixed/played/recorded by woozles

album art by psychic of orange

credits

released October 31, 2020

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