Holding me softly
Pink knife with frosting
I don't want to play this game anymore
Turn on the lights
Open the door
Hear me cry
Hear me cry
Your words cut like knives
How do we survive
Your words cut like knives
Our space careful and kind
Little stars in my eyes
Now my hands are bound
But I love the sound
Of my heart pounding
Hear me cry
Hear me cry
Your words cut like knives
How do we survive
Your words cut like knives
The redolence of vanilla's like a shot to the throat
Choking on stuffing smothered by my pillow
You filled me with sugar
Killed me with spite
All I wanted to be was your everything nice
Your words cut like knives
F*ck
Your words cut like knives
How do we survive
Your words cut like knives
hunnycake - KNIVES Lyrics
hunnycake - KNIVES Lyrics
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English
Holding me softly
Pink knife with frosting
I don't want to play this game anymore
Turn on the lights
Open the door
Hear me cry
Hear me cry
Your words cut like knives
How do we survive
Your words cut like knives
Our space careful and kind
Little stars in my eyes
Now my hands are bound
But I love the sound
Of my heart pounding
Hear me cry
Hear me cry
Your words cut like knives
How do we survive
Your words cut like knives
The redolence of vanilla's like a shot to the throat
Choking on stuffing smothered by my pillow
You filled me with sugar
Killed me with spite
All I wanted to be was your everything nice
Your words cut like knives
F*ck
Your words cut like knives
How do we survive
Your words cut like knives
Pink knife with frosting
I don't want to play this game anymore
Turn on the lights
Open the door
Hear me cry
Hear me cry
Your words cut like knives
How do we survive
Your words cut like knives
Our space careful and kind
Little stars in my eyes
Now my hands are bound
But I love the sound
Of my heart pounding
Hear me cry
Hear me cry
Your words cut like knives
How do we survive
Your words cut like knives
The redolence of vanilla's like a shot to the throat
Choking on stuffing smothered by my pillow
You filled me with sugar
Killed me with spite
All I wanted to be was your everything nice
Your words cut like knives
F*ck
Your words cut like knives
How do we survive
Your words cut like knives
Writer: Madison Rodriguez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid