I Love You But I’ve Chosen Me (Part VII) şarkı sözleri

I see the language that you choose To present me as some pompous stuffy fool And I could wipe your arse for you And you’d still call me the princess if I gipped at my fingers And you slept on the floor again Must be a repercussion somehow of being my friend The most of myself I could give you And I hear you slyly blame me for ruining your life Come on, come on, merry sage of perspective Tell me where I’m fucking up As I wipe off what was spat into my face with love I don’t know what you’re gonna do without this, if I’m honest This palace of virtue is just a hole full of malice I don’t know what you’re gonna do without this, if I’m honest This palace of virtue is just a hole full of malice And from the highest precipice you still smell like piss I worry the fall will be too high for you And from the highest precipice you still smell like piss I worry the fall will be too high for you One of my ideocentrics, making their big normie debut The crumbs of pride we have are just crumbs