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For the lightning bolts in my arteries For the scum-sucking worms and devotees Shake your tail, let the blood till you can't see Where they're digging a hole for our bodies 'Cause we don't really know where the facts were Sing the same fascist song with some new words If you hate her, I think you should kill her But you won't, because everybody's cheering for- Fukouna girl, Fukouna girl If you wanna flay me, let's see what's inside Fukouna girl, Fukouna girl, ah, ah 'Cause pretty girls could never die All my bones will be bound up in dresses They will watch as I dance on the fences Harmony stained with consequences Maybe then we will all learn our lesson Hello brother, I'm making a weapon Hello sister, I'm making confessions I am answering for my transgressions Can't escape, darling, everybody knows I'm the Fukouna girl, Fukouna girl If you wanna flay me, let's see what's inside Fukouna girl, Fukouna girl, ah, ah 'Cause pretty girls could never die (I hope you kill yourself) (I hope you kill yourself) (I hope you kill yourself) (I hope you kill yourself) (I hope you kill yourself) I say goodbye to a blackbird I say goodbye to my own words She's an unlucky girl, who can save her? This disease that she has, there is no cure The steel is kissing her head now Then the blood and saliva in her mouth All the angels laughing down All the angels laughing down I say goodbye to a blackbird I say goodbye to my own words She's an unlucky girl, who can save her? This disease that she has, there is no cure The steel is kissing her head now Then the blood and saliva in her mouth All the angels laughing down All the angels laughing down Fukouna girl, Fukouna girl If you wanna flay me, let's see what's inside Fukouna girl, Fukouna girl, ah, ah 'Cause pretty girls could never- Fukouna girl, Fukouna girl If you wanna flay me, let's see what's inside Fukouna girl, goodbye world, ah, ah 'Cause pretty girls deserve to die

You're my little living thing I put inside a diorama Fur and tiny insect wings I watched you from inside the closet Inside the closet Sweet reverie, while you sleep I'll give you something to hold all my disasters in Under your skin La-da, da-da-da-da Sweet reverie, in too deep Let me break you in two Elbows shouldn't bend that way But it's okay, don't be afraid You pretend to be awake An out-of-tune voice sighs an excuse When warm feelings start to ache Your misfortune has caught up to you Sweet reverie, while you sleep I'll give you something to hold all my disasters in Under your skin La-da-da, da-da-da Sweet reverie, in too deep Let me break you in two Elbows shouldn't bend that way But it's okay, don't be afraid A reason? No, I don't need a reason My paper heart is bleeding A bitterness repeating, repeating And you will find no way to live like this A cut-out plastic likeness So suffer here in silence, in silence A reason? No, I don't need a reason My paper heart is bleeding A bitterness repeating, repeating And you will find no way to live like this A cut-out plastic likeness So suffer here in silence, in silence Sweet reverie, while you sleep I'll give you something to hold all my disasters in Under your skin La-da-da, da-da-da Sweet reverie, in too deep Let me break you in two Elbows shouldn't bend that way But it's okay, don't be afraid

Pills in the morning, sleep 'til the evening Life is a dream I'd rather let time march on without me Living is boring, dying's easy Baby, can't you see? I'm a mess, I'm everything you made me And I see every hypocrite who painted wounds on my skin You make me sick, sick, sick And I know everything you did, reliving all your old sins You make me sick, sick, sick And I thought I knew all your tricks, but that's not true now, is it? You make me sick, sick, sick You make me sick, sick, sick, sick, sick You make me sick, sick, sick, sick You make me sick, sick, sick Pills in the morning, sleep 'til the evening Life is a dream I'd rather let time march on without me Living is boring, dying's easy Baby, can't you see? I'm a mess, I'm everything you made me But every now, and then I find an ugly voice from inside whispering promises "I'll be your little hedonist and give you all my weakness" Aren't we just sick, sick, sick? Pills in the morning, sleep 'til the evening Life is a dream I'd rather let time march on without me Living is boring, dying's easy Baby, can't you see? I'm a mess, I'm everything you made me