Doll On The Wall

I want to slap that doll on the wall
And in your face
You want to print your flaws on the wall
This is your place
I hate this smile of when you cry
I've never seen your face
I heard your brain will throw a party
Good for you

And I could tell you what I've been up to
And I could tell you what I've been up to
The mosh pits in my bedroom
Bottled-up voodoos, voodoos
I could tell you what I, should I shoot, this time
So, blossom, you can go

I want to slap that doll on the wall
And in your face
I'd tell you to stop scrolling your eyes to the back of your skull
I hate this place
You're like a promise but you never catch
I love your face
I heard your brain will throw a party
Good for you

And I could tell you what I've been up to
And I could tell you what I've been up to
The mosh pits in my bedroom
Bottled-up voodoos, voodoos
I could tell you what I, should I shoot, this time
So, blossom, you can go



Credits
Writer(s): Tálana Nuva
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