Nerve Gas Lyrics - Pure - 3 Colours Red

How could I let you get so attached? 

Before I knew you, you had us matched 

A broken quartet plays your heartstrings 

You're out of tune with everything 

Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class 

I get asphyxiated 

Funny how fast you faded, nerve gas 

It's cold in the kitchen, my nicotine tongue 

Is dry and sarcastic and blacker than lungs 

You're flipping the trip switch and sucking your thumb 

And parking your thick head where it don't belong 

Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class 

Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class 

I get asphyxiated 

Funny how fast you faded, nerve gas 

It's cold in the kitchen, my nicotine tongue 

Is dry and sarcastic and blacker than lungs 

You're flipping the trip switch and sucking your thumb 

And parking your thick head where it don't belong 

Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class 

Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class 

I get asphyxiated 

Funny how fast you faded 

I get asphyxiated 

Funny how fast you faded, nerve gas