Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vomit, artist - Microwave. Date of issue: 29.09.2016
Song language: English
Vomit |
| We used to only do this on the weekends |
| But now it’s almost every single night |
| I hear you down the hallway back there puking |
| I hear your pompous college friends; |
| they’re puking outside |
| So, I pull your drawers and fill up your sink |
| Make everything exactly how you hate it all to be |
| Because I’m not trying to hold your hair |
| No, love won’t pass through me |
| Because I’m far too cynical for faith and make believe |
| 'Cause there’s no such thing as love |
| We just felt vulnerable without a God |
| Without a crutch or anything else to lean on |
| So, I pull your drawers and fill up your sink |
| Make everything exactly how you hate it all to be |
| Because I’m not trying to hold your hair |
| No, love won’t pass through me |
| Because I’m far too cynical for faith and make believe |
| 'Cause there’s no such thing as love |
| We just felt vulnerable without a God |
| Without a crutch |
| There’s nowhere else, nobody else, nothing |