Five Dollar Funeral Cookie

Spit all the poison you want You'll never kill me With that weak of a dose Pray for the day I can erase Every one of my Big fucking mistakes Slash the silence with blades made from the words that you used to curse me Slash my through behind the funeral home Save the coroner some gas money The witch that haunts my dreams Was just a future me I'm making up for years and fucking years of lost sleep Spit all the poison you want You'll never kill me (With that weak of) Sell off the faith that you've got While it's worth something (While it's worth) Clean eyes behind charred hearts, disguised Clean eyes behind charred hearts, disguised You'll never kill me I know you can't do it