
massacre hauntingclaire (Ft. KANEDA7)
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[Intro: Ryan & Jenna]
My threads are doing Iron Man numbers, I don't care anymore
Ryan?
My threads are doing Iron Man numbers and I don't care anymore
KANEDA
[Chorus: hauntingclaire]
She's so perfect, she's so pretty
Double suicide tonight, she's goin' with me
Nobody's leaving tonight, my ghost's gon' haunt the city
All she really does is cry because her life is shitty
Screaming inside of my head, I should off it
One shot inside of your head then you drop dead
Oh my god, inside of my arms you'd look gorgeous
Hanging from the ceiling fan, I think that I deserve it
[Verse 1: hauntingclaire]
All I do is sit inside my room and make the floors red
I can't be away from you, it makes everything morbid
Tryna fix myself and just be happy, it's not working
When you kill me, baby, please just leave me in some solvent
Just stop crying, you look so helpless
And both of us are gonna die just 'cause I'm possessive
And you can't hurt me, I got my sawed off
I suggest you stop yelling before your head comes off
My threads are doing Iron Man numbers, I don't care anymore
Ryan?
My threads are doing Iron Man numbers and I don't care anymore
KANEDA
[Chorus: hauntingclaire]
She's so perfect, she's so pretty
Double suicide tonight, she's goin' with me
Nobody's leaving tonight, my ghost's gon' haunt the city
All she really does is cry because her life is shitty
Screaming inside of my head, I should off it
One shot inside of your head then you drop dead
Oh my god, inside of my arms you'd look gorgeous
Hanging from the ceiling fan, I think that I deserve it
[Verse 1: hauntingclaire]
All I do is sit inside my room and make the floors red
I can't be away from you, it makes everything morbid
Tryna fix myself and just be happy, it's not working
When you kill me, baby, please just leave me in some solvent
Just stop crying, you look so helpless
And both of us are gonna die just 'cause I'm possessive
And you can't hurt me, I got my sawed off
I suggest you stop yelling before your head comes off
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