lyric cw: abduction, abusive relationships, child abuse, childhood trauma, etc

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Someone's turning the handle
To that faucet in your eyes
They're pouring out
Where everyone can see
Your heart's too big for your body
It's why you won't fit inside
You pour it out
Where everyone can see...

Apples aren't an always appropriate apologies
Butterscotch and bubblegum drops are bittersweet to me
You call me a child while you keep counting all your coins
But you're not my daddy and I'm not your dolly
And your dictionary's destroyed
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I know my ABC's, yet you keep teaching me
I say, fuck your degree, alphabet boy...
You think you're smarter than me with all your bad poetry
Fuck all your ABC's, alphabet boy.

I don't give a fuck about you anyways
Whoever said I gave a shit 'bout you?
You never share your toys or communicate
I guess I'm just a play date to you
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You know I give a fuck about you everyday...
Guess it's time that I tell you the truth.
If I share my toys, will you let me stay...?
Don't want to leave this play date with you...

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Kids forever, kids forever
Baby soft skin turns into leather
Don't be dramatic it's only some plastic
No one will love you if you're unattractive...

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Stitched you up, put you together
With cotton and feather
Gave you love, put my heart inside you
Oh, what could I do
When you started talking in your sleep
Saying things you'd do to me
I didn't care, I wasn't scared
Now I'm finding knives under the sheets
Crumbled photographs of me
I'm in despair...
Should I be scared?

Little bit of poison in me
I can taste your skin in my teeth
"I love it when I hear you breathing
I hope to God you're never leaving"
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Running through the parking lot
He chased me and he wouldn't stop
Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it
Grabbed my hand, pushed me down
Took the words right out my mouth
Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it.

Blood still stains when the sheets are washed
Sex don't sleep when the lights are off
Kids are still depressed when you dress them up
And syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup
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He's still dead when you're done with the bottle
Of course, it's a corpse that you keep in the cradle
Kids are still depressed when you dress them up
Syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup...

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Pub: 19 Apr 2023 17:54 UTC
Edit: 19 Apr 2023 22:13 UTC
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