Pg 99 - Your Face Is A Rape Scene lyrics

That whisper Your curling, curling razor Mistakenly wounded around my tongue to squeeze That wicked obsession, that wicked obsession Your obsession, where I can pa** by. They do that when you're dead. Alive I could count the stars, and you counted the screams. So if you would please just hand me my ticket, I will go and join the ground. It was where I was in the first place