Luyện nghe bài hát Louis Vuitton Bodybag

Stab you scissors
and let's hands.
Blew out my candles-
that you were dead.
Slice you to
Lay to.
Let's give other lobotomies!

your throat and zip you up.
I won't fuck up your make-up.
your friends try not to brag.
You're in a Louis Vuitton bodybag.

Bodybag,Bodybag...Bodybag.

(To be
we have to ourselves.)

Pretend that I you
for year.
Starve
So I'll disappear.
Your fingers
look like
But theses gashes like
self-injuries.

Slit your and zip you up.
I fuck up your pretty make-up.
Tell your try not to brag.
You're sleeping in a Vuitton Bodybag.

Depression. My new obsession. Home home. Self-mutilation like a sick art show (x3)

Slit your and zip you up.
I won't up your pretty make-up.
Tell friends try not to brag.

To be ourselves- We have to ourselves.
You're sleeping in a Vuitton Bodybag. Bodybag. Bodybag. Bodybag.

I you to.