Il testo della Louis vuitton bodybag

Jeffree Star

Stab you with scissors
And let's hold hands.
Blew out my birthday candles-
Wished that you were dead.
Slice you to ribbons
Lay next to.
Let's give each other lobotomies!

Slit your throat and zip you up.
I won't fuck up your pretty make-up.
Tell your friends try not to brag.
You're sleeping in a louis vuitton bodybag.

Bodybag,bodybag...bodybag.

(to be ourselves-
We have to destroy ourselves.)

Pretend that i love you
For another year.
Starve myself
So i'll fucking disappear.
Your red-dipped fingers
Look like strawberries-
But theses gashes look like
Self-injuries.

Slit your throat and zip you up.
I won't fuck up your pretty make-up.
Tell your friends try not to brag.
You're sleeping in a louis vuitton bodybag.

Depression. my new obsession. home sweet home. self-mutilation like a sick art show (x3)

Slit your throat and zip you up.
I won't fuck up your pretty make-up.
Tell your friends try not to brag.

To be ourselves- we have to destroy ourselves.
You're sleeping in a louis vuitton bodybag. bodybag. bodybag. bodybag.

I love you to.