Texty: Mary Magdalan. Pity Girl. Violenc3.

Fuck you and your selfish ways.

somebody kill me. slice my neck. somebody show me some fucking respect. instead of all this violence cause im angry i need silence fuck me up spill my guts someone teach me to trust. im high and drunk. faded as fuck. staring down barrels im looking for love. instead i see corpses and slow riga-mortis in coroners offices sipping on tussin. father will you forgive me cause to drugs im a slave ive been fucked by temptation and smacked in the face and ive faced everything ive had to face when my fainly was erased and everyday im awake is just another disgrace. give me pills im addicted to the thrills put my body in a chill give me sit that shoots to kill. like you killed my mother. little girl in the mirror with noone to love her.

take a look at my soul.
tear me apart
cause im living cold

im living cold.
im living cold.

now i need discipline i need silence sicker than sick my virus is violence ripat my flesh and then make me whole im losing control i'm losing control jesus christ give me a sign give me a cross let me crucify im so fuckin vain vanity whore im such a fiend i gotta have more i gotta have more more i need some affection i need some distraction i need some attention smack me choke me pull my hair promise you'll stay but you'll never be there do you love me do you care fuck you i hate you life isn't fair i need to feel something before im just nothin so cut me or kill me or fuck me or something.

take a look at my soul.
tear me apart
cause im living cold

im living cold.
im living cold.

violence it takes over me.
violence it takes over me.
and i dont want your love.
your love.

do you love me. do your care?
do you love me. do your care?
do you love me. do your care?
fuck you i hate you my life isnt fair.
fuck . you and your selfish ways.
fuck . you and your selfish ways.
fuck . you and your selfish ways