Pussyfoot Miss Suicide

歌词

Hey there, I think I know you.

What was it, you're contending to do?

That's rite, manipulate everyone

Around to deem you're over due

You try to slit your wrists

With a dry, blunt block of wood

Upgrade it to a grater and still won't do no good

C'mon Miss Suicide, let me hand my blade

To you. And since we're here

You might as well cut me too.

Like an acid flashback, it all came

Back to me

Slipped to drop a hit of you, one second later

I vomit I od'd, oh yes indeed

You try to slit your wrists

With a dry, blunt block of wood

Upgrade it to a grater and still won't do no good

C'mon Miss Suicide, let me hand my blade

To you. And since we're here

You might as well kill me too.

Miss Suicide, let me get the door for you

Let me love you black and blue

It's the least that I could do

Miss Suicide show me the way to the floor way down below

It's just a trifle hunch, that I'll beat you to the punch

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