I want the sky to open up
And swallow me whole
I wanna feel the grime on its teeth
As I slip in
I want to get stopped at the gates
And get cavity searched by a handsy little fuck
There’s no time to cry for the dead
Just say a prayer and hope you’re not next
And if heaven crashes down on me
Fate will take its place
Satan, please take a bow
That’s checkmate, baby
This will be the last song I ever fucking write for you
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