She got a darkness too hard to light
Got done so wrong she can't get right
Catches hate from all the straighties
Kind of fed up kind of lonely
And the dope just don't work anymore
She still drink till the ceiling hits the floor
And I'd much rather have some loudmouth
Watching tv, never heard of Bukowski
Never heisted a turnkey
But I'm stuck with her needle
Bitch on my back
Can't kick the pocket she fills in my spirit
Can't deny she's the coolest damn chick
But she's poison
F*cking hate what she makes me
Pray death'll take me
Please take me before
Take me before
And I don't want a victim looking back from the mirror
Cry like a baby at being bit smarter
Slashing the hidden parts
Triple antibiotic and crazy glue stitches
Muriatic acid chloroform witches
I'd reclaim my spirit is you Take that needle away
But I'm stuck with her needle
Bitch on my back
Can't kick the pocket she fills in my spirit
She got a darkness too hard to light
Got done so wrong she can't get right
Catches hate from all the straighties
Kind of fed up kind of lonely
And the dope just don't work anymore
She still drink till the ceiling hits the floor
And I'd much rather have some loudmouth
Watching tv, never heard of Bukowski
Never heisted a turnkey
But I'm stuck with her needle
Bitch on my back
Can't kick the pocket she fills in my spirit
Can't deny she's the coolest damn chick
But she's poison
F*cking hate what she makes me
Pray death'll take me
Please take me before
Take me before
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She got a darkness too hard to light
Got done so wrong she can't get right
Catches hate from all the straighties
Kind of fed up kind of lonely
And the dope just don't work anymore
She still drink till the ceiling hits the floor
And I'd much rather have some loudmouth
Watching tv, never heard of Bukowski
Never heisted a turnkey
But I'm stuck with her needle
Bitch on my back
Can't kick the pocket she fills in my spirit
Can't deny she's the coolest damn chick
But she's poison
F*cking hate what she makes me
Pray death'll take me
Please take me before
Take me before
And I don't want a victim looking back from the mirror
Cry like a baby at being bit smarter
Slashing the hidden parts
Triple antibiotic and crazy glue stitches
Muriatic acid chloroform witches
I'd reclaim my spirit is you Take that needle away
But I'm stuck with her needle
Bitch on my back
Can't kick the pocket she fills in my spirit
She got a darkness too hard to light
Got done so wrong she can't get right
Catches hate from all the straighties
Kind of fed up kind of lonely
And the dope just don't work anymore
She still drink till the ceiling hits the floor
And I'd much rather have some loudmouth
Watching tv, never heard of Bukowski
Never heisted a turnkey
But I'm stuck with her needle
Bitch on my back
Can't kick the pocket she fills in my spirit
Can't deny she's the coolest damn chick
But she's poison
F*cking hate what she makes me
Pray death'll take me
Please take me before
Take me before
Got done so wrong she can't get right
Catches hate from all the straighties
Kind of fed up kind of lonely
And the dope just don't work anymore
She still drink till the ceiling hits the floor
And I'd much rather have some loudmouth
Watching tv, never heard of Bukowski
Never heisted a turnkey
But I'm stuck with her needle
Bitch on my back
Can't kick the pocket she fills in my spirit
Can't deny she's the coolest damn chick
But she's poison
F*cking hate what she makes me
Pray death'll take me
Please take me before
Take me before
And I don't want a victim looking back from the mirror
Cry like a baby at being bit smarter
Slashing the hidden parts
Triple antibiotic and crazy glue stitches
Muriatic acid chloroform witches
I'd reclaim my spirit is you Take that needle away
But I'm stuck with her needle
Bitch on my back
Can't kick the pocket she fills in my spirit
She got a darkness too hard to light
Got done so wrong she can't get right
Catches hate from all the straighties
Kind of fed up kind of lonely
And the dope just don't work anymore
She still drink till the ceiling hits the floor
And I'd much rather have some loudmouth
Watching tv, never heard of Bukowski
Never heisted a turnkey
But I'm stuck with her needle
Bitch on my back
Can't kick the pocket she fills in my spirit
Can't deny she's the coolest damn chick
But she's poison
F*cking hate what she makes me
Pray death'll take me
Please take me before
Take me before
Writer: Bryan Bridges
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