How Lovely
How lovely it would be to
smash your head against the pavement.
How lovely if you felt the way
I do (just don't fucking look at me)
How lovely - it would make me
squeal to hear you scream and slobber.
How lovely it would be to fuck you
like you fucked me over.
Destroy
I hate every inch of you.
Destroy.
I live to dispense with you.
Destroy.
I feel that have to save.
Destroy.
The world from how you behave.
How lovely it would be to pull you
limb from limb in public.
How lovely if you dried and blew
away (your ashes are choking me).
How lovely - it would make me
wet with sweat feeling you cold.
How lovely - think I'll find a quiet
place and dig a hole.
Destroy
I hate every inch of you.
Destroy.
I live to dispense with you.
Destroy.
I feel that I'm having to.
Destroy.
Cleanse the world of what you do.
You've revealed your soul.
You're an empty hole.
There is nothing left.
You're beyond your depth,
and I'm drowning you.
Bite my tongue.
It seemed like a good idea, at the time.
But the time has since passed away.
It seemed like a good idea, at the time.
Now it's time to just fly away.
smash your head against the pavement.
How lovely if you felt the way
I do (just don't fucking look at me)
How lovely - it would make me
squeal to hear you scream and slobber.
How lovely it would be to fuck you
like you fucked me over.
Destroy
I hate every inch of you.
Destroy.
I live to dispense with you.
Destroy.
I feel that have to save.
Destroy.
The world from how you behave.
How lovely it would be to pull you
limb from limb in public.
How lovely if you dried and blew
away (your ashes are choking me).
How lovely - it would make me
wet with sweat feeling you cold.
How lovely - think I'll find a quiet
place and dig a hole.
Destroy
I hate every inch of you.
Destroy.
I live to dispense with you.
Destroy.
I feel that I'm having to.
Destroy.
Cleanse the world of what you do.
You've revealed your soul.
You're an empty hole.
There is nothing left.
You're beyond your depth,
and I'm drowning you.
Bite my tongue.
It seemed like a good idea, at the time.
But the time has since passed away.
It seemed like a good idea, at the time.
Now it's time to just fly away.
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Writer(s): Mc Culloch Brian Emmet, Muncaster Joanna Christine
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