You are the reason why I don't want go to school
I did rituals to for- forget you
But I remember your slivery fingers tho
These slivery fingers who cuts wounds in my arms
Cold
I want you to be dead
You're a different type of plushie
You are plastic and not fluffy
You're a different type of plushie
You are plastic and not fluffy
I'll take to your funeral
Cause plushies dancing on my own
You're a different type of plushie
You are plastic and not fluffy
I know you want to abuse me, but no
I listen to my own music and I love
The way you call me Daisy
The way you think I'm crazy
I want you to dead (I want you to be dead, dead)
You're a different type of plushie
You are plastic and not fluffy
You're a different type of plushie
You are plastic and not fluffy
I'll take to your funeral
Cause plushies dancing on my own
You're a different type of plushie
You are plastic and not fluffy
I'll take you to the plushie funeral
You're the reason why I'm dead
People gimme some perennial
Don't you see? Eyes goes wet
My friend are sad, cause I am dead
Who's gonna tell them it is you're bad
Oh oh
You want to smoke?
Yeah, go all alone
Or even better go chock on your bad
(On your bad)
You're a different type of plushie
You are plastic and not fluffy
You're a different type of plushie
You are plastic and not fluffy (plushie funeral)
I'll take to your funeral
Cause plushies dancing on my own
You're a different type of plushie
You are plastic and not fluffy