Milk Fed

Sugar Coma

Compositor: Sugar Coma

Bones are so pretty
they shine through flesh
happiness is empty
they'll be nothing left

don't want a crown
no pressure and the weight goes down
it goes down
take a bow

it's not for you to see
I hide under my shadow
can't vomit I am empty
not even flesh and bones

don't want a crown
no pressure and the weight goes down
it goes down
take a bow

I feel fine
I feel fine
I feel fine
I feel fine

don't want a crown
no pressure and the weight goes down
it goes down
take a bow