Some Kind of Cowgirl - Slothrust

Spat them out into a cup

Lock me up, just lock me up

Faces change and naturally yours is melting off your bones

It is falling to the floor

I think bad things

I host bad thoughts

I’m only kind of sorry

But if you took me to the zoo

I’d be some kind of cowgirl

Some kind of cowgirl

I am crawling underground

Wish that you could meet me there

Sick and foaming at the mouth

Sometimes I disgust myself

But man, you look so much like me

You look like everybody else

I’m sorry for my jokes about dying

I said that I’m not afraid, but I’m lying

And now I feel lonelier than I did before

Do you want to hack me up?

Sometimes I so wish you would

I am not scared of your blade

I will bite down on your hand

And you can lead me around town

You are not scared of my teeth

I eat bad things

Cough up bad thoughts

I’m never very sorry

But if you left me in the sky

I’d be some kind of cowgirl

Some kind of cowgirl

Some kind of cowgirl

Some kind of cowgirl