Chocolate and the Favorite Gun - Seven Day Sleep

You’re my death

You’re my fun baby

You’re my chocolate and my favorite gun

My hands are wet

Last word have been said

I put you through my head

Oh my God, things are going bad again

You’re my dread

You’re my hope baby

You’re my trank and red plush hanging rope

Loosen the noose

In case of rescue

I need some goodbye booze

I found an excuse to drink again

You’re my curse

You’re my spouse baby

You’re my punch and haunted party house

Forgive my fault

I killed the hosts

Dancing with the ghosts

And I’m completely lost again

Oh why don’t you just kill me

What journeys of broken pieces to the heart

When you look right through me

Feels like Marilyn Monroe in a horror movie

You want to watch this carnage show

And I didn’t surprise

You want this bloodbath and see

How many times we can survive

The fight

You’re my vice

You’re my spree baby

You’re my blood sugar and toxic vanilla tree

I ate your fruit

It was kinda cute

My heart started to bruit

Look how I screwed up again

You’re my riddle

You’re my answer baby

You’re my chemo needle and my sweet cancer

I wrote my will

Cause lot of blood will spill

I lie down and chill

I’ll smile when you kill again

Oh why don’t you just kill me

What journeys of broken pieces to the heart

When you look right through me

Feels like Marilyn Monroe in a horror movie

You want to watch this carnage show

And I didn’t surprise

You want this bloodbath and see

How many times we can survive

The fight

These tears are burning

My lashes out

Gonna merge into the sand

Since the wind sweeps ashes off

I’ll burn as much as I can

These fears are bursting

My chest out

On the edge of our lifespan

Since the blood is all you want

So I’ll bleed as much as I can

Oh why don’t you just kill me

What journeys of broken pieces to the heart

When you look right through me

Feels like Marilyn Monroe in a horror movie

You want to watch this carnage show

And I didn’t surprise

You want this bloodbath and see

How many times we can survive

The fight