Relative Ash - Sperm lyrics

Take me for example More than you can handle Mix me with placenta strong against my grandma Wasted masturbation bedrooms decorated With my s**ms depression great imagination I'm sane my imagination mix me with her Is this all your weak a** has for me Stop your crying, stop your whining You little b**h Stop your crying, stop your whining You little My disease apologies I need more Than just drink some warm milk honey Slit my wrists Close to hating razors Shell out pain to strangers A place to lay my head Kitchen floor he said I'm sane my imagination mix me with her Is this all your weak a** has for me Stop your crying, stop your whining You little b**h Stop your crying, stop your whining You little Two times I hurt myself You don抰 know what pain is till you sit on your pretty little cloud Your porcelain god I look through the mirror, my wrists bleed Stop your crying Stop your whining Stop your crying Just stop you little