Mantichora

Bitter taste aint proud of actions Fucking bitches making magic Happen 'magine me jus living lavish act like nothing happened Mistle toe wont let you go I'll get you close and grab some rope And make you mine and f*ck five times And make you none the lesser Ever think of what its like outside Bitter taste aint proud of actions Fucking bitches making magic Happen 'magine me jus living lavish act like nothing happened Mistle toe wont let you go I'll get you close and grab some rope And make you mine and f*ck five times And make you none the lesser Ever think of what its like outside Blood on the hands And the guilt could kill a man Blood on the hands And the guilt could kill a man I told that lady trust me Its all part of the plan I see red rain, rose, race - mind play games And its broke not worth my stress my pain And its old and its gross and its forgotten to most But for me i jus cant grow up I'll never get out these clothes I see red rain, rose, race - mind play games And its broke not worth my stress my pain Bitter taste aint proud of actions Fucking bitches making magic Happen 'magine me jus living lavish act like nothing happened Mistle toe wont let you go I'll get you close and grab some rope And make you mine and f*ck five times And make you none the lesser Ever think of what its like outside Bitter taste aint proud of actions Fucking bitches making magic Happen 'magine me jus living lavish act like nothing happened Mistle toe wont let you go I'll get you close and grab some rope And make you mine and f*ck five times And make you none the lesser Ever think of what its like outside Its not important your advice Likely leave me here to die Lord it shining i think i want it Afford it i think i cant F*ck life I'd rather hang By rope and by the neck Make for a pretty chain Strangling life escapes Frustrating i like the way Your really gon make me wait The death of a loving flame That flickers and fucking fades I fucked around with tendencies limiting who i am Try that shit ever again you'll fingers against your neck Your fucking with shit you couldn't not possibly understand Bitter taste aint proud of actions Fucking bitches making magic Happen 'magine me jus living lavish act like nothing happened Mistle toe wont let you go I'll get you close and grab some rope And make you mine and f*ck five times And make you none the lesser Ever think of what its like outside Bitter taste aint proud of actions Fucking bitches making magic Happen 'magine me jus living lavish act like nothing happened Mistle toe wont let you go I'll get you close and grab some rope And make you mine and f*ck five times And make you none the lesser Ever think of what its like outside