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are you lost missy
because your found your way straight into my lap
turn the meter on don't want to waste your time
i'll shove these quarters in your weary mouth
i love the way you move your eyebrows
and stick your fingers in your throat
until you vomit up the notes he wrote you
once they're all gone there's room for me in your stomach
well i'll make my self at home
i'll cut into your stomach and give that kid a home

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a bed is better than a grave
sour settings

is this fragile
is it easy to break
he's a scum bag
how fucking dare you, liar
when your head was swiming he drove you home
the next day graditude, you said hey thanks with your cunt
you fuckin cunt
leave me hanging again
leave me hanging

how tender's his kiss
how strong's his will
how does he take no for an answer or does he

you beg for a punch in the stomach
you'd love a knife straight to your womb
bond to crucifiction through word of mouth
you let him in and locked the door
that's all it takes to be strangled with your own sheets
you can bury your self in as much messes as you want now
i broke my promise
i'm a brick
i'm a wall
i'm a living breathing strapping example of empty armor

i'm welding my own mouth shut
i'm shutting my own lungs down
you want to buy a gun?
you want to buy a gun?
you can stick the barrel in your mouth like his tongue
it's just as inviting and gives you even more love
nothing's stopping you
the parties start without you
the party's gone
bring the beat back
bring the beat back
alright it's your song
don't leave us in suspense

Description
are you lost missy
because your found your way straight into my lap
turn the meter on don't want to waste your time
i'll shove these quarters in your weary mouth
i love the way you move your eyebrows
and stick your fingers in your throat
until you vomit up the notes he wrote you
once they're all gone there's room for me in your stomach
well i'll make my self at home
i'll cut into your stomach and give that kid a home

sour settings
sour settings
a bed is better than a grave
sour settings

is this fragile
is it easy to break
he's a scum bag
how fucking dare you, liar
when your head was swiming he drove you home
the next day graditude, you said hey thanks with your cunt
you fuckin cunt
leave me hanging again
leave me hanging

how tender's his kiss
how strong's his will
how does he take no for an answer or does he

you beg for a punch in the stomach
you'd love a knife straight to your womb
bond to crucifiction through word of mouth
you let him in and locked the door
that's all it takes to be strangled with your own sheets
you can bury your self in as much messes as you want now
i broke my promise
i'm a brick
i'm a wall
i'm a living breathing strapping example of empty armor

i'm welding my own mouth shut
i'm shutting my own lungs down
you want to buy a gun?
you want to buy a gun?
you can stick the barrel in your mouth like his tongue
it's just as inviting and gives you even more love
nothing's stopping you
the parties start without you
the party's gone
bring the beat back
bring the beat back
alright it's your song
don't leave us in suspense