One, Two
It hurts when I breathe, when I think
When I think in my stupid brain
When I think of you
Your hell's already here
Let the hole in the ground open up to you
Is it something new?
Or is it something you've known for a while?
I hope it's familiar
You're shredded all over the place
And I don't understand where your body's going
It's the way you put your face
You scrunch it up, it's not okay
It makes me dumb, but I think
I think it's cute
Satan says you're his, it's fine
'Cause I'm downstairs like all the time
Hе left his mark and I think it's all you