Ipecac
What a vibe kill, you didn't even try
I guess you were a fake friend, didn't have the time
Where was I?
Unscrewing at the hinges, ripping out the stitches
Couldn't look me in the eye, I can't lie
I wanna tear out your heart and watch you cry, baby, cry
Yeah, I'll bite, take a bite
If you try that again, I'm gonna eat you alive (eat you alive!)
You make me sick, so sick, you're the saccharine
I need more ipecac, more
You make me sick, so sick, need the medicine
Give me more ipecac, more
You're pulp, you're rancid
Taking all your chances rotting in the corner, an illness I can't cure
Cut you out, but you spread like a virus
Trying to disguise, I see
When you look me in the eye, I can't lie
I wanna tear out your heart and watch you cry, baby, cry
Yeah, I'll bite, take a bite
If you try that again, I'm gonna eat you alive (eat you alive!)
You make me sick, so sick, you're the saccharine
I need more ipecac, more
You make me sick, so sick, need the medicine
Give me more ipecac, more
You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick
(Eat you alive!)
You make me sick, so sick, you're the saccharine
I need more ipecac, more
You make me sick, so sick, need the medicine
Give me more ipecac, more (more, more)
I guess you were a fake friend, didn't have the time
Where was I?
Unscrewing at the hinges, ripping out the stitches
Couldn't look me in the eye, I can't lie
I wanna tear out your heart and watch you cry, baby, cry
Yeah, I'll bite, take a bite
If you try that again, I'm gonna eat you alive (eat you alive!)
You make me sick, so sick, you're the saccharine
I need more ipecac, more
You make me sick, so sick, need the medicine
Give me more ipecac, more
You're pulp, you're rancid
Taking all your chances rotting in the corner, an illness I can't cure
Cut you out, but you spread like a virus
Trying to disguise, I see
When you look me in the eye, I can't lie
I wanna tear out your heart and watch you cry, baby, cry
Yeah, I'll bite, take a bite
If you try that again, I'm gonna eat you alive (eat you alive!)
You make me sick, so sick, you're the saccharine
I need more ipecac, more
You make me sick, so sick, need the medicine
Give me more ipecac, more
You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick
(Eat you alive!)
You make me sick, so sick, you're the saccharine
I need more ipecac, more
You make me sick, so sick, need the medicine
Give me more ipecac, more (more, more)
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Schneider, Olivia Sebastianelli, Oliver Burden, Olivia Charlotte Brooking
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