Strawberry Gashes - Jack Off Jill

Turn her over

A candle is lit, I see through her

Blow it out and save all her ashes for me

Curse me, sold her

The poison that runs its course through her

Pale white skin with strawberry gashes all over, all over

Watch me fault her

«You're living like a disaster.»

She said, «kill me faster»

With strawberry gashes all over

Called her over

And asked her if she was improving

She said, «Feels fine

It’s wonderful, wonderful here.»

Hex me, told her

I dreamt of a devil that knew her

Pale white skin with strawberry gashes all over, all over

Watch me fault her

«You're living like a disaster.»

She said, «kill me faster»

With strawberry gashes all over, all over

I lay quiet

Waiting for her voice to say

«Some things you lose

And some things you just give away.»

Scold me, failed her

If only I’d held on tighter to her

Pale white skin

That twisted and withered away from me, away from me

Watch me lose her

It’s almost like losing myself

Give her my soul

And let them take somebody else—

Get away from me!

Watch me fault her

«You're living like a disaster.»

She said, «kill me faster»

With strawberry gashes all over, all over me!