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Trophy Wife

by Bruise Violet

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1.
You feed me lies and I can't keep them down So I spit them right back out At your feet The ones you asked me to kiss But I'll diss Talk shit get hit Talk shit get hit Talk shit get hit Talk shit get hit I grab a handful of soil to look at the worms, it's a beautiful world You are the dirt that sticks under my nails I use a mechanical pencil to push you out But the lead leaves a stain Talk shit get hit Talk shit get hit Talk shit get hit Talk shit get hit You feed the fire of lies about me, you burned all of our poetry You feed me lies and I can't keep them down, So I spit them right back out Just like old times, just like old times Oh (You feed me lies and I can't keep them down) Oh (So I spit them right back out)
2.
Nightmare 01:24
What is it about me that makes you think that I'll say yes? You gloat and think you're the best, but I think that you're a pest I want you gone, I want you out, I want you to leave me alone But when it comes to actions, you just sit and bitch and moan I am not your dream girl I am not your future wife I will not complete you I'm your nightmare come to life How many times do I have to tell you no? How many times do I have to say no? No, no NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO
3.
Gutter Boy 03:09
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Ah, whoa oh Disgusting pig, where you going with your life? I can see right through your lies Ah, whoa oh And you were once my only friend Don't tell me this is how it ends Your fucking touch creeps on my skin Your smile is now a snarling grin Asshole, asshole, asshole FUCK OFF FUCK OFF FUCK OFF Ah, whoa oh oh oh If only they knew what was on your mind I'd bet they'd leave your ass behind Ah, whoa oh oh oh And you were once my only friend Don't tell me this is how it ends Your fucking touch creeps on my skin Your smile is now a snarling grin Asshole, asshole, asshole FUCK OFF FUCK OFF FUCK OFF
4.
Teacher 02:51
My teacher, my teacher Sat me down on the bleachers Put his finger on my pretty little mouth Said he knew my constant whereabouts Said if I don't comply He'd send an email to my mother Saying how bad I was at school today Drool dripped down the side of his mouth It's a perfect nightmare Just a dance, just a kiss on the lips, show the class You're perfect dear You'll get an A Do what I say Do what I say My teacher, my teacher Sat me down on the bleachers Put his finger on my pretty little mouth Said he knew my constant whereabouts You'll run another lap, run another lap Run another lap till you collapse Drool dripped down the side of his mouth It's a perfect nightmare Just a dance, just a kiss on the lips, show the class You're perfect dear You'll get an A Do what I say Do what I say Do what I say My teacher, my teacher Sat me down on the bleachers Put his finger on my pretty little mouth Said he knew my constant whereabouts Said if I don't comply He'd send an email to my mother Saying how bad I was at school today Drool dripped down the side of his mouth It's a perfect nightmare Just a dance, just a kiss on the lips, show the class You're perfect dear You'll get an A Don't walk away Don't walk away Don't walk away
5.
Tell me you want me Tell me you hate me Tell me you love me, so You try to control me Get me to hate me Feel like I'm drowning, oh It's like you don't even try It's like you wouldn't care if I died I feel like I'm trapped Feel like a rat Feel like I'm going insane Your toxic words flowing through my brain Who have I even become? What have you made me become? I don't wanna know I don't wanna know I don't wanna know I don't wanna know I fear for my life Your words are like knives You're cutting through my soul I wanted to cry You tell me to die You make me no longer whole I know that it's wrong I know that you're wrong But how is it so You make me believe that I'm the guilty one? I don't wanna know I don't wanna know I don't wanna know I don't wanna know AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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released April 7, 2017

Recorded by Mike Blaha
Mastered by Hayley Briasco
Art by Danielle Cusack

All songs written by Emily Schoonover, Danielle Cusack, and Bella Dawson, except for track 3- written by Emily Schoonover, Danielle Cusack, and Maye Kommer

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