Released on April 26, 2024

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If there's silence in your brain

If you think you've gone insane

If you just can't fucking sleep (Sleep)

Sing with me

Get the fuck up

Or get the fuck out

If you told me let it go, and you wanna let me know

I've been stuck inside my brain, don't blame me

We seek only sadness lately

Tell me that you don't, and you're reminiscing, no

You said fucked it up a thousand times tonight, that's right

Just fucking go home

Silence on the phone and you're never wrong

We can see we don't get along, I felt so alone еven with you

All the small talk and wall to wall action

All the calls and thе late flights, uh, yeah

If we break it down, sad as it sounds

I was bleeding out, turned your back around

You can write this down

If you gave a shit then you would've quit

And ended all this shit

All my stitches getting crossed up

We can get 'em fucked up, what?

Together now, you fucked this shit up

All my stitches getting crossed up

We can get 'em fucked up, what?

So get the fuck out

All my stitches getting crossed up

We can get 'em fucked up, what?

Together now, you fucked this shit up

All my stitches getting crossed up

We can get 'em fucked up, what?

So get the fuck out

Silence on the phone and you're never wrong

We can see we don't get along, I felt so alone even with you

All the small talk and wall to wall action

All the calls and the late flights, uh, yeah

If we break it down, sad as it sounds

I was bleeding out, turned your back around

You can write this down

If you gave a shit then you would've quit

You know what I said bitch

If there's silence in your brain

If you think you've gone insane

If you just can't fucking sleep (Sleep)

Sing with me

If there's silence in your brain

If you think you've gone insane

If you just can't fucking sleep (Sleep)

Sing with me

All my stitches getting crossed up

We can get 'em fucked up, what?

Together now, you fucked this shit up

All my stitches getting crossed up

Bitches getting crossed up

We can get 'em fucked up, what?

So get the fuck out

All my stitches getting crossed up

We can get 'em fucked up, what?

Together now, you fucked this shit up

All my stitches getting crossed up

We can get 'em fucked up, what?

So get the fuck out