VERSE
Spinning Out
‘bout to bleed out
Can’t see it through
Try something new
HOOK
Guilty pleasures, heavy measures
Can see right through it
Pull the lever, could be better
Don’t wanna see it
CHORUS
Stick it in your throat, don’t wanna let it go now
I don’t really know where to go
They’re watching over me, fuck it now it’s gone out
Sever the ties don’t hold in any lies
Patch up the wounds, don’t bury them
There isn’t anything much to say
Guilty pleasures, heavy measures, can see right through it
Pull the lever, wrapped around then you fucking drop