Shakespeare by Desert of Talking Shadows

Shakespeare

Verse 1

I walked upon the sun with bare feet again
I made sure to tell my loneliest friends
You know you can’t hold a candle in the wind
But you’ll never lose if you learn to pretend

Chorus

Disowning my own kind
I wanna itch my skin

Ain’t no other way
Just take a look at him

Easier said than done
You little son a bitch

Just one drop of blood
It tastes just like a kiss

Just like a kiss

Verse 2

I took a trip to hang the fool on the hill
I couldn’t help myself I did it for the thrill
A courtesy for when he was losing sleep
Now he’ll wake up in someone else’s dream

Chorus

Disowning my own kind
I wanna itch my skin

Ain’t no other way
Just take a look at him

Easier said than done
You little son a bitch

Just one drop of blood
It tastes just like a kiss

Just like a kiss

Bridge/Outro

Meet me in the next world
Where we can reach all of the highest lows
I will make you a paper tombstone, only if you promise not to take forever
Oh oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh

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