Lyrics Nice Things - eleventyseven

Nice Things

Heard you finally found peace\nI can rattle that\nIf you’ve got a dark side\nI can channel that\nThey don’t make a policy to cover all the damage that\nI do when the rose blooms to a battle axe\nBlacking out all the light\nLike a ripe cyclone\nNever looking for a fight\nThey just all tag along\nCreeping everybody out like a Skarsgård\nLeave conflict crispy like a Charizard\nTurning everybody’s secrets into satire\nSpraying all this napalm on your campfire\nTurning all your rainbows into fight scenes\nI’m the reason that we can’t have nice things\nI’m the reason that we can’t have nice things\nI’m the reason that we can’t have nice things\nWhy you gotta gaslight what’s left of me\nHank Hill with a propane accessory\nHope you kept locks on the box where the diamond is\nI’m don’t make friends, just rebel alliances\nI don’t need to get hype\nI’m a ripe cyclone\nSetting traps in the night\nKinda like Home Alone\nI can help if your heart needs a pharmacy\nCause I don’t ever miss when I aim for the artery\nTurning everybody’s secrets into satire\nSpraying all this napalm on your campfire\nTurning all your rainbows into fight scenes\nI’m the reason that we can’t have nice things\nI’m the reason that we can’t have nice things\nI’m the reason that we can’t have nice things\nTurning everybody’s secrets into satire\nSpraying all this napalm on your campfire\nTurning all your rainbows into fight scenes\nI’m the reason that we can’t have nice things\nI’m the reason that we can’t have nice things\nI’m the reason that we can’t have nice things