Hi
If you are wasting your life, say hi
If you are alone tonight, say hi
If you wish he should die, say hi, hi-hi, hi-hi
If there's a hole in your head, say hi
If you have a stitch in your wrist, say hi
If, when you look at the sky, it is black and shredded
A sliver of bone could get caught in
Your throat; well, silence is golden
A shot of bone sticking out of your arm; well, blood is beautiful
If your curtain is closed, and you are still standing behind it
If there is a rag in your mouth
Broken glass will shine for with the moon
If your body has quit and you forgo residing in it
Rat fece lacing your tongue
Broken hearts will shine for with the moon
If you don't know what to say, say hi
If your bra is on fire, say hi
If your bed is a living hell, say hi, hi-hi, hi-hi
If you have eaten at all, say hi
If you have poked out your eyes, say hi
If, when you open your arms, Ferdinand gores you in the chest!
Have you seen your face as of late? The hippopotamus is beloved
Half a crocodile hanging out of its mouth with the village rejoicing
If your curtain is closed, yet you are still standing behind it
If there is a bomb in your mouth
Broken glass will shine for with the moon
If your body is wrong, wrong, wrong and you regret residing in it
Jack razor-bladed your throat
Broken hearts will shine for with the moon
If you are alone tonight, say hi
If you wish he should die, say hi, hi-hi, hi-hi
If there's a hole in your head, say hi
If you have a stitch in your wrist, say hi
If, when you look at the sky, it is black and shredded
A sliver of bone could get caught in
Your throat; well, silence is golden
A shot of bone sticking out of your arm; well, blood is beautiful
If your curtain is closed, and you are still standing behind it
If there is a rag in your mouth
Broken glass will shine for with the moon
If your body has quit and you forgo residing in it
Rat fece lacing your tongue
Broken hearts will shine for with the moon
If you don't know what to say, say hi
If your bra is on fire, say hi
If your bed is a living hell, say hi, hi-hi, hi-hi
If you have eaten at all, say hi
If you have poked out your eyes, say hi
If, when you open your arms, Ferdinand gores you in the chest!
Have you seen your face as of late? The hippopotamus is beloved
Half a crocodile hanging out of its mouth with the village rejoicing
If your curtain is closed, yet you are still standing behind it
If there is a bomb in your mouth
Broken glass will shine for with the moon
If your body is wrong, wrong, wrong and you regret residing in it
Jack razor-bladed your throat
Broken hearts will shine for with the moon
Credits
Writer(s): James Cyrus Stewart
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