Violet Teenage Violence

Violet Teenage Violence lyrics

Scorched hearth, your link to the past
Was it a Pollock-painted mattress shrine you built to last?
Umbilical ties lead to monogamous lies
Left in a state of festering undress, yeah Who makes a union of a million mattresses
Like putty in my hands, in my hands
Cut off the hands of a thief, the heart of his weakness, yeah
Cut out the heart from a man and leave the gaping chestStrong words for adulterous types
I’ll make a milk carton man out of me, run out of tread, I’m so fucking tired
Do you hear me?
Are you listening baby?
I am not your fucking toilеtWho makes a union of a million mattresses
Likе putty in my hands, in my hands
Cut off the hands of a thief, the heart of his weakness, yeah
Cut out the heart, cut out the heart, shouldn’t say the restOoh
You’re tripping the legs I stand
Your favorite iron brand-
You just wish you could burn it on my skull
And what is your next demand?
You want me to do a dance?
When I’m already prancing, dodging landmines
My last request- lend me this restWho makes a union of a million mattresses
Like putty in my hands, reaching forth, put the knife in my hands
Cut off the hands of a thief, if you do he is then bound to bite like the red fanged dog
He will cut out the heart on his own and drown it in his piss

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