She's so drunk and she's so fucking pretty She likes saying dead things and I'm thinking

Cause I just had it in my head I wanna feel like I'm in love with myself

I've been bored already two times since I had a kid Then she fights with racism, but she's always leaning through her pants, waiting when's it gonna end

And I can't see until I fuck someone And I'm like a corp, yeah Like a zombie, I'm gonna eat a fucking gun

Am I tactical?

Am I in love?

She's a bitch, so I'm sober

And the way she does it And the way she flexes Makes me wanna see my waist I know if I could hide it and say it right there

And now she's staying with my bitch Turn that bitch into a homicide I'm the sweetest girl I've been, you tell me I'm right

Can I die?

Can I die?

Can I die?

Can I die?

Can I die?

You're not gonna miss me when I'm gone

She's my little drama queen with her tights on Trauma bodily

me, oh my god.

Baby, cut me off.

I want my wrist caught.

I want it chipping down.

I'm such a fucking slut.

I'll

Cut myself and then I'm coming right back Cut yourself, baby, now you know I like

She's my fucking drama queen, I wanna see her fucking bleed I'm decaying in my bed, flooding away I'll make sure, make sure I'm fucking dead

Cut my hands off, you wanna hear a sunny flag?

Baby, I'll tell ya

I'm getting old, I really need a shot I saw my fucking match, I fit my body up

I know I didn't, but I don't care about her She said she fucking loves me, but baby, I'm done I'm on Louie's bitch, did you think I'd go soft?

I'm screaming till my fucking voice gives out My body's drowning from the fucking inside out I want this to happen till my breath runs out