I want to find you attractive
But your parents are thieves
I find it addictive
And the cheapest way to grieve
What do I taste like?
What do I feel like?
How do I look through the pollution of your breath?
Your love is too possessive
You're an insect that feeds
I find you aggressive
But the bite marks never bleed
What do I taste like?
What do I feel like?
How do I look through the amusement of my stress?
I see you as a crisis actor
In the starring role of my disaster
What does he taste like?
What does he feel like?
What will you do, to stage my f*cking death?
Mom is With the Crystals Video (MV)
Performed By: Psychic Graveyard
Language: English
Length: 3:09
Written by: Charles Ovet Crawford, Eric Paul, Nathan Joyner, Paul Vieira
Psychic Graveyard - Mom is With the Crystals Lyrics
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I want to find you attractive
But your parents are thieves
I find it addictive
And the cheapest way to grieve
What do I taste like?
What do I feel like?
How do I look through the pollution of your breath?
Your love is too possessive
You're an insect that feeds
I find you aggressive
But the bite marks never bleed
What do I taste like?
What do I feel like?
How do I look through the amusement of my stress?
I see you as a crisis actor
In the starring role of my disaster
What does he taste like?
What does he feel like?
What will you do, to stage my f*cking death?
But your parents are thieves
I find it addictive
And the cheapest way to grieve
What do I taste like?
What do I feel like?
How do I look through the pollution of your breath?
Your love is too possessive
You're an insect that feeds
I find you aggressive
But the bite marks never bleed
What do I taste like?
What do I feel like?
How do I look through the amusement of my stress?
I see you as a crisis actor
In the starring role of my disaster
What does he taste like?
What does he feel like?
What will you do, to stage my f*cking death?
Writer: Charles Ovet Crawford, Eric Paul, Nathan Joyner, Paul Vieira
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC