There’s a hole in my heart
In this age of addiction
And there’s nothing I haven’t tried to fix it
Step on a ledge
Cause I’m afraid of the future
And the sickness inside these bones can’t be cured
So I give up, so I get by
Call up my friends and we drive all night, every night
Superflat, superflat
Give it to me easy, give it to me fast
There’s a whole in the sky
Where the sun used to shine
I remember the day we killed him
But I can’t remember why
So I give up, so I get by
Call up my friends and we drive all night, every night
Superflat, superflat
Give it to me easy, give it to me fast
Do anything I please
Get what I want, take what I need
Nothing seems to satisfy me
Hedonistic, double fist it
Fuck until the curse is lifted
This is our existence don’t you see
Superflat, superflat
Give it to me easy, give it to me fast
credits
from MOOD,
released December 7, 2018
Music and lyrics by Fashion Week
Drums by Seth Earnest
Recorded by Seth Earnest, Luke DeJaynes and Tyler Ross
Mixed by Seth Earnest
Mastered by Ben Kesler
Cover photo by Jared Hevron
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