(Verse one)
Feeling too tight
Peel my skin
Let myself go, and watch me spin
Out of control
Blood, blood on the pavement
Look at my hair, look at my neck
Blade in my hand, what do I cut next?
Getting real close to the point of breaking
(Pre-chorus)
I'm so gross it makes me sick
I'm so gross it makes me sick
I'm so gross it makes meF*ck it all, f*ck this, f*ck that- FUCK!
(Chorus)
I want to burn all my clothes
Want to cut off my nose
I hate all my skin and how I feel inside
I want to tear out my eyes
Then sleep 'till I die
I'm trapped to the bone with all the things that I loathe
I loathe
I loathe
I loathe
(Verse 2)
Bury me three feet down in the dirt
Put me on a plate, feed me to the worms
Rip, tear, break, throw me back in the earth
Cut me up, I don't really care if it hurts
(Pre-chorus)
I'm so gross it makes me
I'm so gross it makes me sick
I'm so gross it makes me
I'm so gross it makes me
SICK!
(Chorus)
I want to burn all my clothes
Want to cut off my nose
I hate all my skin and how I feel inside
I want to tear out my eyes
Then sleep 'till I die
I'm trapped to the bone with all the things that I loathe
I loathe
I loathe
I'm trapped to the bone with all the things that I-
FKA Rayne - Loathe Lyrics
FKA Rayne - Loathe Lyrics
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(Verse one)
Feeling too tight
Peel my skin
Let myself go, and watch me spin
Out of control
Blood, blood on the pavement
Look at my hair, look at my neck
Blade in my hand, what do I cut next?
Getting real close to the point of breaking
(Pre-chorus)
I'm so gross it makes me sick
I'm so gross it makes me sick
I'm so gross it makes meF*ck it all, f*ck this, f*ck that- FUCK!
(Chorus)
I want to burn all my clothes
Want to cut off my nose
I hate all my skin and how I feel inside
I want to tear out my eyes
Then sleep 'till I die
I'm trapped to the bone with all the things that I loathe
I loathe
I loathe
I loathe
(Verse 2)
Bury me three feet down in the dirt
Put me on a plate, feed me to the worms
Rip, tear, break, throw me back in the earth
Cut me up, I don't really care if it hurts
(Pre-chorus)
I'm so gross it makes me
I'm so gross it makes me sick
I'm so gross it makes me
I'm so gross it makes me
SICK!
(Chorus)
I want to burn all my clothes
Want to cut off my nose
I hate all my skin and how I feel inside
I want to tear out my eyes
Then sleep 'till I die
I'm trapped to the bone with all the things that I loathe
I loathe
I loathe
I'm trapped to the bone with all the things that I-
Feeling too tight
Peel my skin
Let myself go, and watch me spin
Out of control
Blood, blood on the pavement
Look at my hair, look at my neck
Blade in my hand, what do I cut next?
Getting real close to the point of breaking
(Pre-chorus)
I'm so gross it makes me sick
I'm so gross it makes me sick
I'm so gross it makes meF*ck it all, f*ck this, f*ck that- FUCK!
(Chorus)
I want to burn all my clothes
Want to cut off my nose
I hate all my skin and how I feel inside
I want to tear out my eyes
Then sleep 'till I die
I'm trapped to the bone with all the things that I loathe
I loathe
I loathe
I loathe
(Verse 2)
Bury me three feet down in the dirt
Put me on a plate, feed me to the worms
Rip, tear, break, throw me back in the earth
Cut me up, I don't really care if it hurts
(Pre-chorus)
I'm so gross it makes me
I'm so gross it makes me sick
I'm so gross it makes me
I'm so gross it makes me
SICK!
(Chorus)
I want to burn all my clothes
Want to cut off my nose
I hate all my skin and how I feel inside
I want to tear out my eyes
Then sleep 'till I die
I'm trapped to the bone with all the things that I loathe
I loathe
I loathe
I'm trapped to the bone with all the things that I-
Writer: Madison Bell, Reed Hoelscher
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Songtrust Ave