​to the slaughter Sewerperson

[Intro]
Mm
(In one mile, turn left on Garden Avenue)
Now I just like you more, now I just like you more, yeah
Now I just like you more (Huh)

[Verse 1]
You should never swung my face in that door
Now I just like you more
And you should never taught me how to feel pain
'Cause now I just wait for more (Wait)
Me or myself or my own sick mind, who do I talk to more?
She'll always lay in the pit of my heart
Though she is not mine no more

[Chorus]
Bring that down on my neck, you carver
I have been farmed like a lamb to the slaughter
I had drawn pleasure from what they called torture
Tears for the man in the mask, oh, the horror
Dystopia is not so far away from this place
I would put my life on that, we were born in wrap-up
And I can't even look at you right now 'cause I might throw up, uh

[Bridge]
Mm, she bleeds me (Yeah, yeah)
Bleeds me (I don't know, I don't know, I don't know)
She bleeds me
And bleeds me (And me, I'm fi—)