Lyrics
Don't blue print me you casket designers
Your not dead like me you little lip liners
Some powered nose and some strangers skull fucked head
I want a little warm milk before bed
Spilling guts across the floor
I don't even lock the door anymore
We're in the world and we're on our knees
So we should all come together with warm milk
Copyright: HIPGNOSIS SONGS GROUP
Writer(s): CHARLES ROWELL, JUSTIN PEARSON, ROB MORAN, SAL GALLEGOS, WESLEY EISOLD
Your not dead like me you little lip liners
Some powered nose and some strangers skull fucked head
I want a little warm milk before bed
Spilling guts across the floor
I don't even lock the door anymore
We're in the world and we're on our knees
So we should all come together with warm milk
Copyright: HIPGNOSIS SONGS GROUP
Writer(s): CHARLES ROWELL, JUSTIN PEARSON, ROB MORAN, SAL GALLEGOS, WESLEY EISOLD
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