"Lodi"

Suicide girl, yeah, made it happen
Through the window
Catch me crashing in
Grab the bag before I go
Gypsy, pills and spells hallows
Just call me Mary
I pray to her daily
She a fly bitch and she hella crazy
Shout out to bipolar fairy
Freaky the witch
Calling a stroller
But no one calls shit
Better be ready for apocalypse
Live in fish tub a sea weed prison
Live in a bubble of facts and reason
Terraform the planet gotta get it
Wait to need it
Hope to beat it
Annoying lyric
Expect the worst
No don't
Let's hear it
Girls at hearings
Never tell the truth
Just say what they need to
To make the other lose

Motha Focka
Bitch on a cross
Tell me to die
Tell me I'm not...


Pews are lined up for afuneral
Kids are all make out
cause they young still
Water Holy water
never missed a spot
Doesnt burn
Just feels like Hindu
Takes the cake back to the fancy flat
Just got married time to get trashed
Yeah time to get trashed

And I'm hot as summer
And when I Lodi, I'll boil under


Texas chainsaw stole the breakfast plate
out the tree
Plug in the wall and take a bullet
for meh
Men arent wrong neither arsumen
In case theres no...
Whut?

And I'm hot as summer
And when I Lodi, I'll boil under

Texas chainsaw stole the breakfast plate
out the tree
Plug in the wall take a bullet
for meh
Men arent wrong neither are women
Tell your fathers and mothers
That They are full of sin
Christianity is great
Christianity is fun
Lets all get in the dungeon
And put ourselves on the cross
And get really sexy dancing
Now we're in a fucking club
And we're in a fucking club
Now we're in the fucking club

And I'm hot as summer
And when I Lodi, I'll boil under
And I'm hot as summer
And when I low-die, I'll boil under

Other lose
Other lose
Pool o blood
on flace slay
to crave sleep
In your speak ang
Speakin like
cannon fodder
let it do it
Kinda like it uh
Give one away
You gotta change
The way you thank
The things you want
What do you want

Sometimes you gotta take that ass
Cut it up serve it in a glass
Smoke some tree like
You on that grass
Talkin bout that ass
Gon get it gurl

Sometimes you gotta take that ass
Cut it up serve it in a glass
Smoke some tree like
You on that grass
Talkin bout that ass
Gon get it gurl
Sometimes you gotta get that ass
Cut it up serve it in a glass
Smoke some tree like
You on that grass
Talkin bout that ass
Gon get it gurl

Do you like the way..
The way my body looks over the ocean?
Baby, my corpse weighs so little
And there's no pulp when my blood runs
rapid
Do you like the way..
The way my body looks over the ocean?
Baby, my corpse weighs so little
And there's no pulp
When my blood runs rapid

IMA getcha ya cat
get the fuck off tumblr
booshi bitch
Call me a blessing
finna go to the last case
for a blanket or whatever
they said to the last me
its the past things
that really haunt me
Its a record, I don't really
need to read the writing
Its a spare Shakespeare of me
I'm begging imploring
It seems the best of us
is measured out by the ones that are
dying before dying
dying before us
(my lazy days)
dying before dying
dying before us
(my lazy days)

Sometimes you gotta take that ass
Cut it up serve it in a glass
Smoke some tree like
You on that grass
Talkin bout that ass
Gon get it gurl

Sometimes you gotta take that ass
Cut it up serve it in a glass
Smoke some tree like
You on that grass
Talkin bout that ass
Gon get it gurl
Sometimes you gotta get that ass
Cut it up serve it in a glass
Smoke some tree like
You on that grass
Talkin bout that ass
Gon get it gurl

Do you like the way..
The way my body looks over the ocean?
Baby, my corpse weighs so little
And there's no pulp when my blood runs
rapid
Do you like the way..
The way my body looks over the ocean?
Baby, my corpse weighs so little
And there's no pulp
When my blood runs

Motha Focka
Bitch on a cross
Tell me to die
Tell me I'm not a mutha Fucka
Bitch on a cross
Tell me to die
Tell me I'm not...

Door a door, don't make me be here. The party's gone its just me left.

Waiting at a door ah
only described as um
my undiscomfort
My only snug feet
in a cocoon of ah
hospital dysfunctional

Motha Focka
Bitch on a cross
Tell me to die
Tell me I'm not a mutha Fucka
Bitch on a cross
Tell me to die
Tell me I'm not...