PVRIS – What’s Wrong

person Cuslifolder_openNexusaccess_time June 15, 2017

I know it’s so wrong but I’m so far gone
Oh, oh, woah
Woah, woah
Don’t need you to tell me I’m so cynical
[Intro]
When did I get so pitiful?
[Verse 2]
It’s all overgrown but you’ll never know
No I’ll never sell my soul
Only fools make feasts of gold
Don’t need you to tell me I’m so cynical
They rot the fruit on tables
[Chorus]
No I never sold my soul
[Chorus]
Don’t need you to tell me I’m so cynical
When did I get so pitiful
Forget the poems of saints and ghosts
No I’ll never sell my
Quit being so over-skeptical
I know it’s so wrong but I’m so far gone

[Bridge]
Now I can never get comfortable
This skin don’t feel like home
No I never sold my soul
I know it’s so wrong but I’m so far gone
Just a god damn corpse in a center fold
Don’t need a metaphor
Don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable
[Chorus]
I don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable
No I never sold mine

I don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable
Two years gone
If I ever do throw my bones to the wolves
Oh, oh, woah
Just a goddamn corpse in a centerfold

If I ever do throw my bones to the wolves

I know it’s so wrong but I’m so far gone
And now I can’t ever get comfortable
No I’ll never sell my soul
I don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable
No I’ll never sell my soul
No I’ll never sell my soul
No I never sold my soul
No I’ll never sell my
You got my back against the wall
Oh, oh, woah
Came back as some bones and so cynical
I don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable
Quit being so over-skeptical

I’m the one I fear the most
Don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable
Don’t wanna see another damn inch of my skull

Quit being so over-skeptical
You’ve got your back against the wall
No I never sold my soul

Don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable
Don’t need you to tell me I’m so cynical
No I didn’t want this throne
No I’ll never sell my soul
[Verse 3]
Take the mirror from the wall so I can’t see myself at all

Quit being so over-skeptical
Don’t need a metaphor for you to know I’m miserable
No I never sold my soul
[Chorus]
Push and pull
[Verse 1]
Oh it’s all getting old
Little did I know that I was only crying wolf

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