Insides

Eres tú mi amor

Oh how i wish i smoked cigarettes so that
I could develop lung cancer
When i'm forty or so

And maybe end up with a hole in my throat
Just to each me some sorta lesson
Before i die
Due to poisoning

Oh, but in the end
I think i'll be
Alright

Just cut me open and shove out
My insides
I won't need them
For the rest of my life

No i fucking won't
Just cut me up and shove em out, side
Because keeping me here alive
Is a fucking waste
Of time



Credits
Writer(s): Angel Acosta
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