Hand On Lunch - Radio Edit

I'll never go outside
I prefer to stay in bed not moving
So I can't feel my insides
This body that I hide
Raised me to hate
to fake it for too long
You made me despise myself
I hate you
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

I've lost my taste for life
You took it from me when I almost died
Hardened toxic bile inside
Femme fatal allergy
Pretend like you were there for me
You're babydoll is all you see
You're own self-loathing

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

You wanna make it hurt
Rub my face in the dirt
Want me to put on a skirt
Oh Mother save me from sin
From the mess I'm in
I'm gonna scratch it in
I'll play my violin

Now I hate everyone
Betrayed me
Yes you made me and
You starved me out
When I was very young
I had no chance to live
You ate my liver and my bile
Now eat my cum I'll never
see the sun

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

Face in a bunch
Head in the clouds
Hand on lunch

Face in a bunch
Head in the clouds
Hand on lunch

Face in a bunch
Head in the clouds
Hand on lunch

Face in a bunch
Head in the clouds
Hand on lunch

Face in a bunch
Head in the clouds
Hand on lunch

Face in a bunch
Head in the clouds
Hand on lunch

Face in a bunch
Head in the clouds
Hand on lunch

Face in a bunch
Head in the clouds
Hand on lunch

Face in a bunch
Head in the clouds
Hand on lunch

Face in a bunch
Head in the clouds
Hand on lunch

Face in a bunch
Head in the clouds
Hand on lunch



Credits
Writer(s): Sivan Lioncub
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