Bitter Bitter You Lyrics

Sour, bitter, bitter you Oh, yeah, it's true And I know, cause I've been strychnined too A moth 'round the glow of your eyes All frozen, broken, beautiful and wise Be my secret, be my sanitarium too Be too early for me, too late for you

Hard like a hammer in my hand p*ssy trainer in the cold steel bed One finger stuck inside her mouth All her motives you must doubt A single-minded catastrophe There's blood on my ceiling But I can't breathe

I could spread myself out on your floor I could be frost on your window on some cold morn I could empty out your heart of scorn But will I
Hiding from the mirror inside your mind And astonished by all the things that you always find Just a moth 'round the glow of her eyes All frozen, broken, beautiful and wise Yeah, be my secret, be my sanitarium too Yes, be too early for me too late for you

I could spread myself out on your floor I could be frost on your window on some cold morn I could empty out your heart of scorn But will I

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