Catch It! lyrics

That's right. I met a girl that's the color of piss And sucked her dry for the acidic taste. Cash in hands cold hearts in bank And bile kisses I hate the taste. Yeah, Yeah... Bitches don't know me. Yeah, Yeah... Bitches don't own me. I sold my soul And stuck my tongue in a hard drive And was ashamed that I loved the taste Ivory lines and melodic scars I am afraid that this is the end They all scream "bleeding's so appealing When you've got no heart." Cash in hands cold hearts in backs. Catch it. I'm on top of that trick. I'm gonna stack those chips. Guitar? Catch it