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safe sin - till i'm dead lyrics

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[intro]
(yeah, okay, ay)

[chorus]
less c0ke
f-ck me ’till i’m dead, hoe
baby, please don’t let me go
break my heart in two and then i fold, huh
p-ssy b-tch made, built with no back
watch you fold
murder, k!ll sh-t, psycho, mother f-cker
tell me somethin’ i don’t know
yeah, f-ck that b-tch
f-ck that boy over and get real rich, hah
ain’t that sick, ain’t got sh-t
now, ain’t that dumb, ain’t that sum’
i heard you want some piece so come and get you some
the plasma drips [?]
now ain’t that funny, you f-cking c-nt
the blood fills up your lungs

[verse 1]
i don’t need no opportunist fake friends
i don’t know when the man is asleep again
desolate, head sp-ce, i’m stalkin’ these [?]
aching b-tch, inside my heart, i think he wants to settle in
everything i make, food for closing vultures, b-tch
and everything i take, it turns, burns, and smolders quick
look me in my eyes, you know i never gave you sh-t
these f-cking kids they lie, they never feel the need to die real quick

[bridge]
i know that god don’t praise me
in fact i think he hate me
i don’t need no conversating bullsh-t baby
f-ck ’em, drive ’em crazy
kurt cobain, i’m screaming “rape me,”
and you say that you the one
well you suck at f-cking faking

[chorus]
less c0ke
f-ck me ’till i’m dead, hoe
baby, please don’t let me go
break my heart in two and then i fold, huh
p-ssy b-tch made, built with no back
watch you fold
murder, k!ll sh-t, psycho, mother f-cker
tell me somethin’ i don’t know
yeah, f-ck that b-tch
f-ck that boy over and get real rich, hah
ain’t that sick, ain’t got sh-t
now, ain’t that dumb, ain’t that sum’
i heard you want some piece so come and get you some
the plasma drips [?]
now ain’t that funny, you f-cking c-nt
the blood fills up your lungs

[outro]
(less c0ke
f-ck me ’till i’m dead, hoe
baby, please don’t let me go
break my heart in two and then i fold, huh
p-ssy b-tch made, built with no back
watch you fold
murder, k!ll sh-t, psycho, mother f-cker
tell me somethin’ i don’t know
yeah, f-ck that b-tch
f-ck that boy over and get real rich, hah
ain’t that sick, ain’t got sh-t
now, ain’t that dumb, ain’t that sum’
i heard you want some piece so come and get you some
the plasma drips [?]
now ain’t that funny, you f-cking c-nt
the blood fills up your lungs)



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