my eyes have changed color some sick yellow that I've never seen my stomach
is knotted with hunger for the taste of s** obscene she whispers such sweet
death threats in my daydreams so punish me for weakness blame me for
everything I don't like the suffering I like the sympathy it brings
is knotted with hunger for the taste of s** obscene she whispers such sweet
death threats in my daydreams so punish me for weakness blame me for
everything I don't like the suffering I like the sympathy it brings