Testo: The Lovely Bad Things. My Kin.

Im watching fireworks go off
we'll flock to it like we're moths
Jumping over like a wedding in the south
I can still taste that stripe in my mouth

If I get sick tonight
on a night that I like
If I get sick tonight
I know my friends just might
pick me up

Thats not my blood on your hands
lets make up, lets just be friends
I don't blame you for the trouble that you've caused
You shoved that blade so far it got lost

If I get sick tonight
on a night that I like
If I get sick tonight
I know my friends just might
pick me up

I hear that tide rolling in
Ill spend tonight with my kin
I guess I feel pretty bitter/sweet now
I know this night has to end somehow

If I get sick tonight
on a night that I like
If I get sick tonight
on a night that I like
If I get sick tonight
on a night that I like
If I get sick tonight
I know my friends just might