pandora

One day, curiosity got the better of Pandora
And she did open the box
Out flew plagues, sorrows, and all sorts of evils against man
The only good thing in the box, was hope
I’ve got angel wings with dark black rings around my eyes tonight
I’ve got things I hide, inside my brain
People leave and I stay the same
All alone, in my room
Writing lowkey love songs, all afternoon
Oh, woah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Suicide (Suicide)
Isn’t right
Drop the knife
Drop the knife
I can be your guide
Give me time
Ay, all my friends lied
I take my life, woah, no
Casting lyrics, it’s my power
Purple hazel, that’s my sour
Make you weep like every hour
Butterfly kicks designed by Coward
Hecks and heathen, I don’t need a reason
Y’all don’t understand like half the shit that I believe in
Choker 'round my neck, I feel like shy, hope you see this
I don’t wear a ring but I’ve been feeling like a kingpin