Lucy Camp - Card Game lyrics

[LuzID: Verse 1] Vicious repetitive thoughts and love is like a journey Suspicious I kid you not, it lifts me on the gurney Delicious every shot, and my stomach is turning Wishes may play it easy but I feel I'm not worthy -the wrath in me is vanishing One glimpse of it's immovable I have to see the bad in things, even if they're beautiful Gradually come back to me, inflict all of your usuals Reality's a tragedy, but damn it's so crucial too -damn it's so crucial too, the two of us are two in two The sponges are congruent, we s** love up while it's pure as new Used to do the inhale till be figured we were bullet proof That's not what true loves do But true love took its spike at you Nights of you, you're bigger than I want you to be Temptation's thicker than I thought it would seem And liquor only makes it a mom to the sheep I want you to sleep But I got somethin-I want you to stop when you speak [Hook] So this is where you end and you never get to start Let's play a little game in which the prize will be our hearts You pulled the ace of spades on a love to tear apart On a touch of a d**h card Wanna budge and bend its art Are, you willing To sacrifice heartache For a night of silence, partake In a time of guidance, starting Do you know what kind of a hard play hard work oughtta get that hard pay? Take a moment to a**ess your deck, this is more than just a card game So this is where you end and you never get to start Let's play a little game in which the prize will be our hearts You pulled the ace of spades on a love to tear apart On a touch of a d**h card Wanna budge and bend its art [Verse 2:] And I can't help but resurrect the d**h inside of me I think I need to take a bit more of my vitamins We can travel through my thoughts We can take a time machine To the times where I would bleed My, physical life routines Subliminal cries from me I saved the tears in a bottle Umbilical cord to string and seal all of the awful A typical song to sing, I read it straight from the gospel A little bit off sync, I wasn't meant to be a model Our shadows are locking hands and dancing around We're shallow and acting like standing will make it up now What's actual, laughing or constantly pa**ing it out? Your sick smiles have me full of all sorts of doubts My frigid fingers and frail figure Give me a pale shimmer You accept that I make your nails bigger We prevail sinners, though every detail's bitter We impale shivers of love Deranged female hitter [Hook]