222

Darkside, lightside, ev'ry way.
The walls rise and i might stay
Bottles fill the room, 222
the walls rise, i am consumed.


[chorus]
Nobody's(no bodies) in the grass. (x2)

Picture perfect creators hands.
Boy's named billy, dead uncle Dans.
Grandmas and Grandpas, we love them well.
Are they still here? Too early to tell.

[chorus]

Upside, Downside, Go away.
If air rises, i might stay.
Bottles break my head, 222
The walls rise, and i am doomed.


[chorus](x2)




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