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bottom surgery - Bad Statistic (clickclick 2) Lyrics



bottom surgery - Bad Statistic (clickclick 2) Lyrics
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I'm not sleeping again
Is this really then end?
I popped some pills and I'm tweaking
I want off my medication
I'm feeling f*cked as I laugh
Cut my wrists take a bath
I f*cked my face with a rod
My brain feels swollen on god
I wrote a note to you baby
But I redacted my statement
F*cked up off drinking or something
Thought you would find it confounding
I can kill myself yes
Now it's really the end
I'll put the cap on the pen
Or something
Bash my f*cking skull in
There's no scores to be settled
Tell your faggot friends stop crying
Toss my body in metal
Which one of you lames said she's better off dead?
Now you got your f*cking wish
Please write it down
It's the end
Who the f*ck wanna eat me?
Who the f*ck wanna treat me?
Real badly
Throw my corpse through glass in the ceiling
Who the f*ck joked about her?
Said she could have ate a round
Well guess what?
I'm painting everyone's windows with f*cking copper
My struggle made you laugh you never came to help
My struggle made you laugh now let me burn in hell
Oh god
I'm screaming
Never asked for help
On christ
I'm dreaming
Of us scorched in hell
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I'm not sleeping again
Is this really then end?
I popped some pills and I'm tweaking
I want off my medication
I'm feeling f*cked as I laugh
Cut my wrists take a bath
I f*cked my face with a rod
My brain feels swollen on god
I wrote a note to you baby
But I redacted my statement
F*cked up off drinking or something
Thought you would find it confounding
I can kill myself yes
Now it's really the end
I'll put the cap on the pen
Or something
Bash my f*cking skull in
There's no scores to be settled
Tell your faggot friends stop crying
Toss my body in metal
Which one of you lames said she's better off dead?
Now you got your f*cking wish
Please write it down
It's the end
Who the f*ck wanna eat me?
Who the f*ck wanna treat me?
Real badly
Throw my corpse through glass in the ceiling
Who the f*ck joked about her?
Said she could have ate a round
Well guess what?
I'm painting everyone's windows with f*cking copper
My struggle made you laugh you never came to help
My struggle made you laugh now let me burn in hell
Oh god
I'm screaming
Never asked for help
On christ
I'm dreaming
Of us scorched in hell
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Writer: Havyn Alyce
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: bottom surgery
Language: English
Length: 1:20
Written by: Havyn Alyce

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