Rswll - the CONTEMPORARY WOMAN Lyrics

I'm not cold-footed, I can be cold-blooded
The temperature flips a knife and you're gutted
Too damn dirt to join my team
Bleach your sleeve, skin unclean
Built from bones of the homebound wife
Oh, mercy me! Mercy: my vice
Penchant for saying not nice things twice
Shoes can't shine my love ice
How I like
The girls crack slippers
Grab the broken glass
Crave to cut the king
He tried to get past-
Those boys in the shade?
Can't come near
No one cries for your outskirts
When you hunt my head, hate my breath
Hit my heart and lick my breast
Lips of your kingdom kissing my heels
I don't wanna know how your outskirts feel
Quick life living for the human guns
You writ rules, I rule ritz
Run
Long tooth, big mouth, both bit dust
I lack love? you love like-
You must
Not wanna see
Nor wanna be me
We stampe-ede on your PC screen
Licking laws like lozenges
Flaunting, we floss out flawlessness
The girls crack slippers
Grab the broken glass
Crave to cut the king
He tried to get past-
Those boys in the shade?
Can't come near
No one cries for your outskirts
When you hunt my head, hate my breath
Hit my heart and lick my breast
Lips of your kingdom kissing my heels
I don't wanna know how your outskirts feel
No one cries for your outskirts
No one cries for your outskirts
No one cries for your outskirts
I don't wanna know how your outskirts feel
No one cries for your outskirts
No one cries for your outskirts
No one cries for your outskirts
I don't wanna know how your outskirts feel
The girls crack slippers
Grab the broken glass
Crave to cut the king
He tried to get past-
Those boys in the shade?
It's me they fear
No one comes for my outskirts here
When you hunt my head, hate my breath
Hit my heart and lick my breast
Lips of your kingdom kissing my heels
I don't wanna know how your outskirts feel
I don't wanna know how your outskirts feel
You wanna talk shop of the blood we spill?