Inbred

B.O.A.T. camila cabello sped up

I played nice once, back when life was easy
But this world has made me fucking mean
I thought I was built for hunting season
But it's taken too much out of me

I'm a child of God and you're my father
But don't ever think I'll kneel to thee
I hate the body I was given
I guess nothing's good enough for me

If you lay your body in his arms
He'll swear he'll never do you harm
But he'll kill you in your sleep

But if you need me, I will crawl
And I'll rip the pages off the walls
But I've got no soul for you to keep

I give myself away to you
You tell me what you want to do
My blood would rot if not for you
My heart would stop, my lips turn blue

You run your fingers through my hair
I am the prey, the fruit to bear
You hunt me, I'll hunt you too
I'll hunt you too

I will not testify against myself
Against my life
You just objectify the struggle
And it's amplified

I waste my breath, my money
My mind consulting you
I sit and cry about  The nothing I can do

I played the long game
D-dollar bills made
Blood, sweat and tears
Before I even had my own name

Look where it's got me
I'm in my twenties
Pulling my hair out
'Cause nobody fucking gets me

It's so pretentious
I wear your necklace
But you're not invited
You're not even on the guest list

You recognize me
I'm at the party
I'm off the Henne'
I'm sippin 'cardi

It's so disgusting
You shouldn't trust me
I'm just a lost cause
Quit interrupting

And I'm so sorry
There's too much damage
Beneath the plywood
Nothing to salvage

I give myself away to you,
You tell me what you want to do
My blood would rot if not for you
My heart would stop, my lips turn blue

You run your fingers through my hair
I am the prey, the fruit to bear
You hunt me, I'll hunt you too
I'll hunt you too

And by the time that you come home
I'll have left you all alone
Crying over skin and bones
An empty house, a bitter cold

The light shines down from up above
And God's gonna take the ones you love
You'll think that he has left you
Has he left you, is he gone?

No more crying
There's no use
What doesn't kill me
Breaks me in two

The dogs are tearing up the grass
'Cause good things
Never fucking last
They're taking everything I have

The vultures, they pick the bones
The carcass, they've made their home
It's hunting season after all

My father, he calls my name
The daughter, I bring him shame
I had to give myself away

Vultures Pick the Bones

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Two-Headed Mother (slowed) - Ethel Cain

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Crying During Sex

A track about pain, memories and moving forward. Underground trap energy with straight kick bounce.

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