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Song title | |||
"REVOLVER GIRL" | |||
Original Upload Date | |||
October 1, 2024 | |||
Singer | |||
SELENA AiSuu, flower | |||
Producer(s) | |||
Tart (music, lyrics, mix, instruments)
dood! (tuning) Misha (illustration) Chorical (illustration) MonochroMenace (mastering) | |||
Views | |||
33,000+ (YT), 3,600+ (YT) | |||
Links | |||
YouTube Broadcast / YouTube Broadcast | |||
Description
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Lyrics[]
Don't hesitate this time
And as the record player halts to a grind,
I sigh.
Luck of the draw!
Oh lately, I've been sick of waiting
Now scatter into the night, Alright?
I find it funny
How we both know, how this goes
Come and deal the killing blow
Keep praying for a false hope, one I'd know
Take me over, Let me go
Don't hesitate, alright?
And with an empty whisper stop to a grind
I've tried
Speed up the draw, cuz lately I've been sick of waiting
To gaze down
This scope of mine
All eyes on me
You bleed as light floods through the street
To load a gun with blanks
Your burden lies with me
I'd love to see that dream
A demon's fantasy
What stroke of luck
You plead the barrel always seems to land on me
I'm flattered, Frozen at the hour
there's a hope
for that
A love that can't fight back
Cuz
All I see
Mirage of repeat scenes
That only seem to play
On bent piano strings
And now you're frozen in the spotlight, All alone
Time to kill that spark of hope
I got you where I need you, that I know
Time to pick up
Up the phone
with a summer that turns and breaks
with a promise that i never made
oh god i know
oh, I've made you my own
cuz after years holding back
I can't do it alone
Put it in overdrive
Running a fever up to c39
That's Right
A perfect draw
Oh lately, I've been sick of playing
This vile game you call life, Alright?
All eyes on me
You bleed as light floods through the street
To load a gun with blanks
Your burden lies with me
I'd love to see that dream
A demon's fantasy
What stroke of luck
You plead the barrel always seems to land on me
I'm flattered, Frozen at the hour
there's a hope
for that
A love that can't fight back
Cuz
All I see
Mirage of repeat scenes
That only seem to play
On bent piano strings
(Don't hesitate this time
and as the record player halts to a grind
I sigh
Luck of the draw
Oh lately, I've been sick of waiting
To gaze down this scope of mine)
Don't bite down,
Don't give in,
A love so saccharine!
I'm running
You're falling
Oh baby this is it!
Don't lie down
Just dive in
Said from the serpent's kiss (x2)
I wanna see the day you shoot the gun my way