Nun With a Knife

I've had my share swimming through the muscles and bones
Telling me that they can't find one true home
You can say I planted this farm for myself
But nothing will defuse this bombshell

We're having
Fake funerals
When you haven't died
Quote yourself on how your brain is fried
Grabbing folks and then some more
Feed all of their mind galore
Just to end up on your kitchen floor

The same hollow person that I've always been
I'm not sure if I'm comfortable living in my skin
5 years old they look and smile
Everyday living in denial
Break my face and steal my life
I'll burn my bridges with a butter knife

We're having
Fake funerals
When you haven't died
Quote yourself on how your brain is fried
Grabbing folks and then some more
Feed all of their mind galore
Just to end up on your kitchen floor



Credits
Writer(s): Angel Campos, Casey Smith, Nathan Hernandez, Presley Zacherr, Von's Island
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