"Are we rolling?" She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak I've been buried in a heart-shaped box for weeks You done undid my magnet tar pit trap I wish I could catch your cancer when I am sick
Hey Wait I've got a new complaint Forever in debt to your priceless advice
I asked me like a Pisces like I've been weak I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks And in a magnet tar pit film on your trap I wish I could catch your cancer when I am black
She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak I've been locked in heart-shaped coffins for too many weeks You've drawn me into your magnet tar pit trap I wish I could kill your cancer when I am black