I am just a girl,
Just a speck of worthless dust,
In this rotten world.
Yet I must speak to thee.
There was once a time,
Where I longed for pretty things,
But now that's changed.
I long for murder.
How long shall I wait?
To celebrate my own ... hate-iate-iate. Oooo.
I can't wait to be brutal.
I can't wait to wield a hatchet covered with blood.
Cuz you're the maggots of my eye,
You're a piece of rotten pie to me.
Oooo.
It's been so long since you've been you.
Now you understand.
Yes I think I understand.
Aaaah
Yes she loves you, yes yes she loves you.
Yeah x7
I am Pickles, the drummer and I get to sing.
So here it goes. Cuz I'm drunk. ... you.
I'm really really drunk. ... you ... ... you too!
I'm gonna go.
I'm gonna go lay down.
I'm gonna go lay down now buddy.
