Waste - Crywank

It’s as if I believe the more that I squeeze this pillow between my thighs

The more likely the chance that I’ll find romance

If it somehow becomes alive

I share my bed with a bad brain

Spilt ash and cum stains almost every night

Find me a drug to replace the love that is slowly leaving my life

Oh you know

I’m wasting away

Wasting your days

Oh you know

You’re wasting away

You’re wasting your days