Children of Bodom - Pussyfoot Miss Suicide lyrics
[Children of Bodom - Pussyfoot Miss Suicide lyrics]
Hey there, I think I know you
What was it you're contending to do?
That's right, you manipulate everyone
Around you, you deem you're overdue
Try to slit your wrists with a dry
Blunt block of wood
Upgrade to a grater and still
Won't do no good c'mon Miss Suicide
Let me hand my blade to you
And since we're here you might
As well cut me too
Like an acid flashback
It all came back to me
Slipped to drop a hit of you
One second later i puke, I OD'd
Oh, yes, indeed
Try to slit your wrists with a dry
Blunt block of wood
Upgrade to a grater and still
Won't do no good c'mon Miss Suicide
Let me hand my blade to you
And since we're here you might
As well cut me too
Miss Suicide, let me get the door for you
Let me love you black and blue
It's the least that I could do
Miss Suicide, show me the way to go
To the floor way down below
It's just a trifle hunch
That I'll beat you to the punch
What was it you're contending to do?
That's right, you manipulate everyone
Around you, you deem you're overdue
Try to slit your wrists with a dry
Blunt block of wood
Upgrade to a grater and still
Won't do no good c'mon Miss Suicide
Let me hand my blade to you
And since we're here you might
As well cut me too
Like an acid flashback
It all came back to me
Slipped to drop a hit of you
One second later i puke, I OD'd
Oh, yes, indeed
Try to slit your wrists with a dry
Blunt block of wood
Upgrade to a grater and still
Won't do no good c'mon Miss Suicide
Let me hand my blade to you
And since we're here you might
As well cut me too
Miss Suicide, let me get the door for you
Let me love you black and blue
It's the least that I could do
Miss Suicide, show me the way to go
To the floor way down below
It's just a trifle hunch
That I'll beat you to the punch