Lyrics: Pull ‘em out and And and Wash ‘em off, the memories Tear ‘em out and And and Make up for forgotten years Pull ‘em out and And and Wash ‘em off, the memories Tear ‘em out and And and and and and On the count of three, you need to get out One, two, oh, you sure convinced me I don’t want the infection spreading Oh my god, you’re crying again Say “ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah”! Say “ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah”! Say that again, you know it doesn’t matter I’ve been choking for a while Now tell me all about my selfish, f***ed-up memories Begging me to stay and watch as things get much, much more worse Say “ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah”! ’m ‘bout to shut down Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! Under anesthesia I can’t feel the pain anymore I’m pulling teeth for what seems like an eternity On the count of three, you need to get out One, two, oh, you sure convinced me I don’t want the infection spreading Oh my god, you’re crying again Pull ‘em out and And and Wash ‘em off, the memories Tear ‘em out and And and Make up for forgotten years Pull ‘em out and And and Wash ‘em off, the memories Tear ‘em out and And and Make up for forgotten years Over and over, again again Flashbulb memories like surgical lights When all this is over, I swear, I swear I’ll open my mouth and scream louder than before Say “ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah”! I’m ‘bout to shut down under anesthesia I can’t feel the pain anymore I’m pulling teeth for what seems like an eternity Pull ‘em out and And and Wash ‘em off, the memories Tear ‘em out and And and Make up for forgotten years Pull ‘em out and And and Wash ‘em off, the memories Tear ‘em out and And and and and and and On the count of three, you need to get out One, two, oh, you sure convinced me I don’t want the infection spreading Oh my god, you’re crying again Pull ‘em out Tear ‘em out Pull ‘em out Tear ‘em out Your hands in my mouth One, two, one, two They never came out Oh, your hands in my mouth One, two, one, two THEY NEVER CAME OUT I realize, before my eyes A situation irreversible And my demise is unavoidable There’s gotta be something more Just tell me now, it’s over now Be honest now, I don’t mind Just tell me now, it’s over now Be honest now, I don’t mind Your hands in my mouth One, two, one, two They never came out Your hands in my mouth One, two, one, two They never came out And on the count of three, you need to get out One, two, oh, you sure convinced me I don’t want the infection spreading Oh my god, you’re laughing again And on the count of three, I need to get out Two, three, oh, there’s nothing left here I don’t want my infection spreading Oh my god, I’m crying again Pull ‘em out and And and Wash ‘em off, the memories Tear ‘em out and And and Make up for forgotten years Pull ‘em out and And and Wash ‘em off, the memories Tear ‘em out and And and Make up for forgotten years Pull ‘em out and And and Wash ‘em off, the memories Tear ‘em out and And and Make up for forgotten years Pull ‘em out and And and Wash ‘em off, the memories Tear ‘em out and And and Make up for forgotten years
Song and art by Ghost and Pals
