Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tim Rypien
Tim Rypien
Electric Guitar
Emma Harvey
Emma Harvey
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim Rypien
Tim Rypien
Songwriter
Emma Harvey
Emma Harvey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tim Rypien
Tim Rypien
Producer

Lyrics

Do you really wanna know what I like?
Cross your fingers 'cause you might be my type
I'll play nice when I tie you to the chair
Show you a trick where I can make you disappear
Put on a scary mask and sneak in late
Watch me sleep and wake me up, getting late
I want you to stab me with your knife
Is it too much to ask for you to end my life?
You watch the light go in my eyes
It feels the same as when you're inside
I am perverted, sick and sadistic
Covered in your blood, it's ritualistic
It's okay if you think that I'm sick
I know you like it, but you won't admit it
You'll play nice when you tie me to the chair?
Tell me that I'm not going anywhere
I want you to stab me with your knife
Is it too much to ask for you to end my life?
You watch the light go in my eyes
It feels the same as when you're inside
It feels the same as when you're inside
Written by: Emma Harvey, John Eddy, Nathan Cluett, Tim Rypien
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