Lyrics Bats - The Bronx

Bats

She liked my drugs, I liked her hair
She’s like a god cuz she don’t care
She had to watch her little brother die
What a great disguise
Skies are falling
So you paint your pictures
Well you can paint a thousand
Because it makes no difference
Vicariously we crave disease
I don’t love you, you wish I did
Skies are falling
So you paint your pictures
Well you can paint a thousand
Because it makes no difference
An overdose bleeding out your nose
My heart is lost baptized in my hate
Bats!
Yeah
The way you make me chase belief
You scream a poem into my ear
So insincere, so insincere
So insincere, cut off my ears
Skies are falling
So you paint your pictures
You can paint a thousand
But it makes no difference
It makes no difference
It makes no difference
Yeah