Your City Gave Me Asthma in another room (blank rain gif screen)

Hello! I'm Olive, Enjoy this twist on the YCGMA album that I made, and if there's any song suggestions please leave them below, I will try my hardest to do them!
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Onto the lyrics...:

Jubilee Line:

Northern and Waterloo and City Lines, and National Rail Services
This train terminates at Stanmore

Wasting your time
You're wasting mine
I hate to see you leaving
A fate worse than dying

Your city gave me asthma
So that's why I'm fucking leaving
And your water gave me cancer
And the pavement hurt my feelings

Shout at the wall
'Cause the walls don't fucking love you
Shout at the wall
'Cause the walls don't fucking love you

....

There's a reason
That London puts barriers on the tube line
There's a reason
That London puts barriers on the rails
There's a reason
That London puts barriers on the tube line
There's a reason
That London puts barriers on the rails
There's a reason
That London puts barriers on the tube line
There's a reason they fail.

Saline Solution:

One, two, three and four

I think this time I'm dying
I’m not melodramatic
I'm just pragmatic beyond any
Reasoning for thinking I've got
Fuckin’ rabies, or something

I think this time I'm dying
I think this time I'm dying

I think I've lost my mind
Blurring the fact and the fictions
While simultaneously fixing
Myself up with a girl
Named Panadol
Bite the tablet, elixir
Disintegrate, mouth's a mixer

I think I've lost my mind
I think I've lost my mind

If I could just break one more night
Maybe I could wake up and feel alright
My optimistically set alarm clock time
Serves only to mock me with flashing lights

I think I've made my choice
I’m a deceased playing victim
Slip the face, slip the victory
I think I’ve made my choice
Sit secluded in hatred
Void the plans friends are making
I think I've found my voice
I’m a leech sucking blood bags
Taste defeat, it's a sandbag

Saline solution
Saline solution to all your
Saline solution to all your
Saline solution to all your problems
(Laughing, Background noise)

Since I Saw Vienna:

The cute bomber jacket you've had since sixth form
Adorned with patches of places you’ve been
Is nothing on my khaki coat that I got
From a roadside when I was sixteen
My boots are from airports
My backpack's from friends
I'm not a man of substance and so I’ll pretend
To be a wanderer, wandering
Leaving ascetic belongings in hostels and restaurant bins

(Cut that bit out *laughs*)
The roads are my home as horizon's my target
If I keep on moving, never lose sight of it
Treating my memory of you like a fire, let it
Burn out, don't fight it and try to move on
It's been sixty weeks since I saw Vienna
A bandage and a wide smile slapped across my face
I'll pick up my hiking boots when I am ready
And I'll put down my roots when I'm dead

The distance is futile
Come on, don't be hasty
You’ll get that feeling deep inside your bones
I’ll be gone then when you must be alone

Losing Face:

Woo-wee!
Woo!

First and foremost
Oh, let it be said, my dear
I was gonna wait for you
So this is not an act of spite
It's a visceral coming-to
She wrote an album
And that’s something that I can’t do
But what I can do is spit the truth
And it all leads back to you

Secondly, I know I haven't written much
You know the way I can be
Tonight, I'm fucking drunk
So it's all gonna be about me
Take a seat, pull up a chair
Give me one beat to fill my glass
I've lost a piece of me in you
But you've lost all your past

Is he better than me?
Has he seen more to this life?
Can he smoke more?
Can he fuck more?
Are you good enough to be his wife?
Can he break me?
Can he break you?
Oh, I don’t know what I’m to do
Yes, I don’t know what I’ll fuckin' do

I've seen our café, I've clocked our plans
Oh, what could have been
If you didn’t go and fall in love
And ruin everything
I've seen him
I've been him
I've felt the same way
But now I break against the dirt
Along with our cafés

Is he better than me?
Has he seen more to this life?
Can he smoke more?
Can he fuck more?
Are you good enough to be his wife?
Can he break me?
Can he break you?
Well, I don’t know what I’m to do
Yes, I don’t know what I’ll fuckin' do

I've lost all meaning
I've lost my sense of hope
I've seen him going out with you
I've seen what he can do
So touch him
And break me
Strip naked
Embrace him
Lose faith in
His pace, his
Stamina and grace
I’m losing face
I’m losing face
I’m losing....
....
I don't care, I want you here
As long as you're happy, I don't care

Your Sister Was Right, La Jolla, and I'm Sorry Boris will be in the pinned comment! Sorry, the description limit passes when I write any longer than this :/

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