Take me for example more than you can handle
mix me with placenta strong against my grandma
wasted masturbation bedrooms decorated
with my sperms depression

great imagination

I'm sane my imagination mix me with her

is this all your weak ass has for me
oh stop your crying, stop your whining
you little bitch
oh stop your crying, stop your whining
you little..

my disease apologies I need more
than just drink some warm milk honey
slit my wrists
close to hating razors shell out pain to strangers
a place to lay my head kitchen floor he said

I'm sane my imagination mix me with her

is this all your weak ass has for me
oh stop your crying, stop your whining
you little bitch
oh stop your crying, stop your whining
you little...

two times I hurt myself
you don t know what pain is till you sit on your pretty little cloud
your porcelain god
I look through the mirror, my wrists bleed

stop your crying. stop your whining. stop your crying
just stop you little