funeral chic - deep pockets lyrics
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both my hands around your f+cking neck, squeeze just to keep your mouth shut just for long enough that someone might f+cking ask you
to deal in pain and to do it well is dangerous with thin skin and glass houses
you exist in the softest realm
product of mothers flashy grin and daddy’s money
baby born with a silver spoon, know your role and eat your f+cking food
pockets so godd+mn deep they swallow us whole, nowhere to go, but down or out for blood
don’t act so shocked and f+cking sick, when we scratch and claw ourselves the f+ck out
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