100 gecs, Laura Les, Dylan Brady - hand crushed by a mallet

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, 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
Too loud, here right now
On the floor, in the yard
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, fun, fun, fun
I hear you're lookin' for a way to fight the Corpus bride
She's workin' in my mind
And you're lookin' for a way to crush
It's not enough
You fucked up your last try, last try