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Peroxide Video (MV)




Performed By: Devil's Valentine
Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: Zoë Valentine




Devil's Valentine - Peroxide Lyrics
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Say your f*cking prayers
I've been staring at the wall for two weeks, on edge
Tryna find another way to take a step back from the ledge
Every trauma, every instance keeps replaying in my head
But I still wonder why the people that I love would want me dead
I got a flood in my mental that nobody wants to handle
So I keep it, keep it, keep it
Keep it confidential
I have a strong feeling this wasn't coincidental
Front and center, seventh circle, meet me in the f*cking middle
Spit your peroxide into my gashes
The brides burn, leave ember, ashes
I told myself I f*cking had this
Molded shape, you're fake, so plastic
Spit your peroxide into my gashes
The brides burn, leave ember, ashes
I told myself I f*cking had this
Molded shape, you're fake, so plastic
I've been dreaming of the time I'll be leaving
But I know you want me gone
F*ck screaming when you find me bleeding
I got a death wish that I don't wanna talk about
I got single sentence waiting that could call you out
A group of narcissists could never tell me what life's about
But a group of narcissists can put me in the ground
Spit your peroxide into my gashes
The brides burn, leave ember, ashes
I told myself I f*cking had this
Molded shape, you're fake, so plastic
Spit your peroxide into my gashes
The brides burn, leave ember, ashes
I told myself I f*cking had this
Molded shape, you're fake, so plastic
Venomous, you're venomous
You're a trade to the wrong side
Insidious, insidious
Your blood, my peroxide
F*ck you
Venomous, you're venomous
You're a trade to the wrong side
Insidious, insidious
Your blood, my peroxide
Spit your peroxide into my gashes
The brides burn, leave ember, ashes
I told myself I f*cking had this
Molded shape, you're fake, so plastic
Spit your peroxide into my gashes
The brides burn, leave ember, ashes
I told myself I f*cking had this
Molded shape, you're fake, so plastic
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Say your f*cking prayers
I've been staring at the wall for two weeks, on edge
Tryna find another way to take a step back from the ledge
Every trauma, every instance keeps replaying in my head
But I still wonder why the people that I love would want me dead
I got a flood in my mental that nobody wants to handle
So I keep it, keep it, keep it
Keep it confidential
I have a strong feeling this wasn't coincidental
Front and center, seventh circle, meet me in the f*cking middle
Spit your peroxide into my gashes
The brides burn, leave ember, ashes
I told myself I f*cking had this
Molded shape, you're fake, so plastic
Spit your peroxide into my gashes
The brides burn, leave ember, ashes
I told myself I f*cking had this
Molded shape, you're fake, so plastic
I've been dreaming of the time I'll be leaving
But I know you want me gone
F*ck screaming when you find me bleeding
I got a death wish that I don't wanna talk about
I got single sentence waiting that could call you out
A group of narcissists could never tell me what life's about
But a group of narcissists can put me in the ground
Spit your peroxide into my gashes
The brides burn, leave ember, ashes
I told myself I f*cking had this
Molded shape, you're fake, so plastic
Spit your peroxide into my gashes
The brides burn, leave ember, ashes
I told myself I f*cking had this
Molded shape, you're fake, so plastic
Venomous, you're venomous
You're a trade to the wrong side
Insidious, insidious
Your blood, my peroxide
F*ck you
Venomous, you're venomous
You're a trade to the wrong side
Insidious, insidious
Your blood, my peroxide
Spit your peroxide into my gashes
The brides burn, leave ember, ashes
I told myself I f*cking had this
Molded shape, you're fake, so plastic
Spit your peroxide into my gashes
The brides burn, leave ember, ashes
I told myself I f*cking had this
Molded shape, you're fake, so plastic
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Writer: Zoë Valentine
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