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I blew the fucking bishop today
Sucked him off till he turned grey
Offered my soul and swallowed him whole
He declined in disgust well I guess that′s just too gay
I sent another message today
With a heart shape shaped Engraving
Addressed to the priest please rsvp
Before you find me in the back of the obituary
Get the shaft
Step to the edge, jump
Take it back, drop
Quibble fit, dump
All that's lost forgotten forgiven
They′re still the enemy
You're still the enemy
I felt the desperation today
Glen Close seems less crazy
Fatal attractions hell bless the scorned
I can't be ignored
No, I won′t be ignored
Swallowed the red pill today
Insurance doesn′t cover plan B
Get the shaft
Step to the edge, jump
Take it back, drop
Quibble fit, dump
The final cost is not worth the vision
They're still the enemy
You′re still the enemy
Still no reach around when we're in bed
Feel the wrath
Step to the Edge
Take it back
Can′t get back what I've given
Fuck the clout, keep the vision
You′re you're
Still the Enemy
We've got a jumper, he′s plunging to death!
Sucked him off till he turned grey
Offered my soul and swallowed him whole
He declined in disgust well I guess that′s just too gay
I sent another message today
With a heart shape shaped Engraving
Addressed to the priest please rsvp
Before you find me in the back of the obituary
Get the shaft
Step to the edge, jump
Take it back, drop
Quibble fit, dump
All that's lost forgotten forgiven
They′re still the enemy
You're still the enemy
I felt the desperation today
Glen Close seems less crazy
Fatal attractions hell bless the scorned
I can't be ignored
No, I won′t be ignored
Swallowed the red pill today
Insurance doesn′t cover plan B
Get the shaft
Step to the edge, jump
Take it back, drop
Quibble fit, dump
The final cost is not worth the vision
They're still the enemy
You′re still the enemy
Still no reach around when we're in bed
Feel the wrath
Step to the Edge
Take it back
Can′t get back what I've given
Fuck the clout, keep the vision
You′re you're
Still the Enemy
We've got a jumper, he′s plunging to death!
Writer(s): Travis Bacon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com