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Lips Like Morphine

 

Lips Like Morphine

(album: Love Anxiety - 2019)


Yea yea
Yea yea yea, oh no no no

I didn't mean to say the words I said
I know it was mean, and you're upset
But you don't get to do what you do to me
Got lips like morphine, girl you're frightening
I didn't wanna run away from you
I couldn't take the pain of loving you
So I went out at seventeen, we fucked all night
Got what I needed

If you really wanted what you got, then you'd
Be a little happier, wouldn't you?
I'm seeing straight through your pretty face, baby
It ain't consensual, what you do to me
You might as well be the worst thing I've ever seen
You got a gun and you're firing at me, at me, at me, at me, at me

Every time I'm up, you're at me again
Out the blue, poppin out the grave you're buried in, yeah
Look at your life
Living to die
Cold as some ice, and I can't believe why
Had everything that you wanted, till you fucked it all away girl
Had everything to lose, yet you jumped right in your grave girl
Burying yourself alive for the pain girl
Burying your feelings deeper in rosé girl, you're not okay girl, oh no

I didn't mean to say the words I said
I know it was mean, and you're upset
But you don't get to do what you do to me
Got lips like morphine, girl you're frightening
I didn't wanna run away from you
I couldn't take the pain of loving you
So I went out at seventeen, we fucked all night
Got what I needed

If you really wanted what you got, then you'd
Be a little happier, wouldn't you?
I'm seeing straight through your pretty face, baby
It ain't consensual, what you do to me
You might as well be the worst thing I've ever seen
You got a gun and you're firing at me, at me, at me, at me, at me

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