Fist Songtext

Miya Folick

von Erotica Veronica

Fist Songtext
I've been cooking dinner, hoping you'll forgive me
For not wanting to swallow you
You feign no offence and then you give me my space
Oh how I hate when you follow through
You've been losing weight like you said you wanted to
But now I miss your old molecules
I say that I'll starve myself until I disappear
And you tell me that I frighten you

This rage this rage
Is my inheritance
I don't like it when you watch me
Won't you take your eyes off me
Before I scream

I've been cooking dinner, hoping you'll forgive me
For not wanting to swallow you
Open up a window, I froze up and forgot
Now there's smoke in the living room
I got too drunk couldn't drive myself down the hill
It was two boys from high school
I punch myself in the face with my own little fist
Then I collapse into you

This rage this rage
Is my inheritance
I don't like it when you watch me
Won't you take your eyes off me
Before I, I, I scream
I, I punch myself in the face with my own little fist
I punch myself in the face with my own little fist
I punch myself in the face with my own little fist
I punch myself in the face

I punch myself in the face with my own little fist
Then I collapse into you
I punch myself in the face with my own little fist
Then I collapse into you
I punch myself in the face with my own little fist
Then I collapse into you
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