sour song
 

look at me
oh, look at me
it's no duress
and let me dictate your life to you
just like you'd love me to
perhaps i'm being unkind
but it really has to be said
you personify perfection
with a bullet through your head
what are you staring at
oh, what are you staring at
don't even talk to me
'cause something tells me
that one look from you
could ruin my whole life
forgive me for wishing you dead
but it really has to be said
you personify perfection
with a bullet through your head
so run along now
crawl away now

(introduction)

 
blind stupid and desperate
both of us screaming
driving you mad, slowly
every day shines
everything's just fine
her stupid face
i need feel
it's the waiting i can't stand
never be lonely again
out of my hands, over my head
safe in my hands
scraped out
sickhair
slit
sour song
we could be sisters
when you're quiet
you don't even come close
your friends