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Vivian Weeks
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Lyrics
Look how stupid my guts look in your cavity
A girl on her knees
She fills her throat with carnations
Look how suited my trust was to your tragedy
How nice we could be
Adjacent in a post-mortem
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, dear
I'm gonna make marionettes out of your tears
Then I'll fly away from here
Chew me up and spit me out, oh, oh
Chew me up and spit me out, ohh
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, dear
Remember, forgive don't forget for all those years
Then I'll fly away from here
Ohhhh, ohhhh
I don't want to be alone when I look at you
Let's take off our shoes
And throw them on the powerlines
(1, 2, 3, 4)
I want you to rape me, turn my skin black and blue
Let's break our tabboos
And forgo all our alibis
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't want to be alone when I look at you
Let's take off our shoes
And throw them on the powerlines
I don't want to be alone when I look at you
Let's take off our shoes
And throw them on the powerlines
I don't want to be alone when I look at you
Let's take off our shoes
And throw them on the powerlines
Written by: Vivian Weeks