Funeral

Your snake tongue spits out poison lies
You intoxicated my mind
Venemous lips, curvy hips
I think you should burn tonight
Fuck you and all your brain dead friends
How could you stand their ignorance?
I see what they preach, it's bullshit to me
Your little fantasy is coming to an end

I won't be attending your funeral
I hope you're 6 feet under by the time I'm home
Now there's nothing left to say
You're better off dead anyways

Today it's alcohol and tattoos
Then broken records in my room
Lies unfold, but truth be told
Hell is a perfect place for you

I won't be attending your funeral
I hope you're 6 feet under by the time I'm home
Now there's nothing left to say
You're better off dead anyways

I won't be attending your funeral
I hope you're 6 feet under by the time I'm home
Now there's nothing left to say
You're better off dead anyways
You're better off dead anyways



Credits
Writer(s): Colten Catrett, Emma Treneff, Marina Moyer
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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