Word Of Mouth Video (MV)

I don't have to feel the feeling, I don't have to f*ck
I laugh myself to tears and surely that can be enough
The ring helps me shake it off, the ring, a dog, and you
If I couldn't call you I'd watch TV and eat some chips
I summarized what I believe you try to get across
I felt guilty when I took my ring off to wash my hands
I searched it on the internet, I should have called you first
But if the worst thing that I do is that, then we're sailing to Pluto's tongue-trap mountain range
Doggy choir shoes you know that I am barking off the rind
No trouble on my double nickels, bought that shit online
I beg to differ duffy bagger, countries ran on blow
A substance duelist asked me to look down, I saw my toes
I rake the universal law and every motion swayed
I didn't pull the lever, I jumped in front of the train
You derail quickly gruesome ballroom, dance, and blaming me
But I would pull the lever to save one over 90
I got a gun
Don't invite me
I have the weight of the world on my shoulders
You swap like a puzzle piece
Don't come my way
How would you like to meet a pretty cliff?
Hangers, spoilers, wedding, funerals, walk-in clinics
Free in a cardboard colored baggie, missiles gonna blow
I bet you're feeling funny every time you use the stove
Some of the headlines read that you can't tell what is the noise
Murder, cheering, or ecstasy. waste of your f*cking voice
You're the ones who did it. So why now are you blaming me?
Today I pulled the lever and saved one over 15
Beat it, scram, depart, I heard a bomb is showing up
I think I saw a cyanide pill get dropped in the punch
Rumors of TNT and then the river's baring limbs
Start the crusade and massacre the tent
How am I not arrested? You got hurt and felt an irk
Cha-ching that's money, dollar signs, and triple-x, it hurts
I feel the funny coming up, I laugh to drown again
Marky was kissing Collin's while an epipen repents
I gave some books away, you met an angel, now you're gone
The wind blows away ashes and I try to talk to God
I got a gun
Don't invite me
I got the weight of the world on my shoulders
You swap out condoms and costumes parties
So is it worth it?
Awe
Trouble walking?
Sickening gas and a matchbox
Ignition does all the talking
Encampment gone in one blink
The car's on fire, I'm laughing
So was it worth it?
You got trouble walking?
You should have waited for one heart
Don't even ask, do not cross me
Nauseating
All of that pressure
Just run a mile or eat ice cream
Don't be a bitch, c'mon, get a leash
Childish and embarrassing
I can control and you shame me
I'd rather watch a documentary
The punchline hits. Why are you coughing?
Killing the mood at the party
And the devil starts tripping
I bet you're getting some good sleep
If you ask start running