You're on the tip of my tongue
My brain for your lung, 'cause babe
I'm a cannibal
Fucked up from the drugs that I took
The salt to my brain
The damage is irreversible

Not gonna lie, i wanna chop-chop-chop you up
Into little fuckin' pieces
'Cause your voice turns me on, turns me on
Turns me on
I wanna kill you 'cause I love you so much
Yeah, fucked up again, I need a friend
Just to tell me something is gonna be alright
Alright, it's not gonna be alright
I'm so weather, just wanna go outside
But the voices in my brain tell
Me I'm gonna to die, oh

There's fucking ants all over
My fucking desk, holy