black circles around your eyes
make me think you’re going to die
you’re my heron pig
losing your mind losing your teeth
you’re my heron pig
and spiders live inside of my throat oh well...
from time to time I drink your ghost oh well I guess...
you’re my heroin pig
losing your mind losing your teeth
you’re my heron pig......
track marks up and down your arms
make me rather alarmed
you’re my herein pig
losing your mind losing your teeth...
you’re my heroin pig
oh well I guess you’re my heron pig....
oh well your my heroin pig…
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