SHORT NAILS Lyrics

I got short nails cus I always fuckin bite em

Anxiety inside me you can check my fuckin file

I got short nails cus I always fuckin bite em

Anxiety inside me you can check my fuckin file

I grew a lust for death in my youth as a child

Tying nooses in the shed suicidal like my idols

I got short nails cus I always fuckin bite em

Anxiety inside me you can check my fuckin file

I grew a lust for death in my youth as a child

Tying nooses in the shed suicidal like my idols

So she shows up at my crib, late an night

Something that tell me she's tryna get high

Don't give a shit bitch suck my dick and buy the slice

Before I slice ya throat. break you down to isotopes

Freeze you in some ice and smoke a few to calm my nerves

I'm hopin I can go back

Back to the way that I was but instead as a matter of fact

Here I am stuck up in place like I'm livin my life in a trap

Trapped in my head x4

I got short nails cus I always fuckin bite em

Anxiety inside me you can check my fuckin file

I grew a lust for death in my youth as a child

Tying nooses in the shed suicidal like my idols

I got short nails cus I always fuckin bite em

Anxiety inside me you can check my fuckin file

I grew a lust for death in my youth as a child

Tying nooses in the shed suicidal like my idols

Sick of not bein able to speak up

I feel unable to deal with the

Thoughts that I gotta deal with it's constant

I'm just a person whos person is presently in the dirt

Hold a funeral for myself cus really no one else is hurt

I got short nails cus I always fuckin bite em

Anxiety inside me you can check my fuckin file

I grew a lust for death in my youth as a child

Tying nooses in the shed suicidal like my idols

I got short nails cus I always fuckin bite em

Anxiety inside me you can check my fuckin file

I grew a lust for death in my youth as a child

Tying nooses in the shed suicidal like my idols

I got short nails cus I always fuckin bite em

Anxiety inside me you can check my fuckin file

I grew a lust for death in my youth as a child

Tying nooses in the shed suicidal like my idols