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http://mindbodyproblem.com LYRICS I was trying to find a way to kill time I didn't even get to tell you goodbye I was trying to find a way to kill time Now you're gone and I can't ever say goodbye This feeling's going to my head, I'm thinking things I shouldn't say You circled me inside my room, I couldn't go another day This feeling's going to my head, I'm thinking things I shouldn't say You circled me inside my room, I couldn't go, go, go Oh my god, what the fuck? Take my hand, crush it up Spill the blood on the floor, I ain't scared, think there's more What the fuck? Make it stop, took too long, here right now On the floor, in the car, smoking cigs in the bar I don't want you to think I got bad intentions Never wanted you inside, you made it your mission, yeah Didn't wanna hurt no one But you just went and made it fun Hear you're looking for a way to fight the Corpus Bride She's working in my mind And you're looking for a way to crush, it's not enough You fucked up your last try We were in the studio, I was just playing You were all work and I was all play and You were talking business, aiming with your weapon I was on your hit list, I felt the compression I'll never go, I'll haunt your studio You won't think of words when you write it up You'll just hear me singing this song You'll think that's okay, you'll just sing along You just copy everything we do If I wasn't me, I'd copy me too You just copy everything we do If I wasn't me, I'd copy me too Oh my god, what the fuck? Take my hand, crush it up Spill the blood on the floor, I ain't scared, think there's more What the fuck? Make it stop, took too long, here right now On the floor, in the car, smoking cigs in the bar I don't want you to think I got bad intentions Never wanted you inside, you made it your mission, yeah Didn't wanna hurt no one But you just went and made it fun Hear you're looking for a way to fight the Corpus Bride She's working in my mind And you're looking for a way to crush, it's not enough You fucked up your last try We were in the studio, I was just playing You were all work and I was all play and You were talking business, aiming with your weapon I was on your hit list, I felt the compression We were in the studio, I was just playing You were all work and I was all play and You were talking business, aiming with your weapon I was on your hit list, I felt the compression We were in the studio, I was just playing (way to fight the Corpus Bride) You were all work and I was all play and (working in my mind) You were talking business, aiming with your weapon (way to crush, it's not enough) I was on your hit list, I felt the compression (fucked up your last try) CREDITS N. J. Feikes (lead vox) Zia Zenith (guitar/vox) Chase Thomas (guitar) Elliot Harrison-Lee (bass) Andy Zukoski (drums) Lyrics and music originally written and performed by 100 gecs Cover arrangement written by Zia Zenith Produced by Andy Zukoski Cover art and band logo by Camille Calegari (cover art based upon the original 1000 gecs album art)