Baby Lyrics

Violets are blue
And blood is red
I always knew
You'd end up dead
You drowned in tears
Accidentally
Cut your wrists
On apathy
You jumped…
And landed on your knees

Baby

You practiced
Hanging
By a thread
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My almost living
Nearly dead
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From Russia
With a nice roulette
Baby
A matching bullet
For your head
Baby

A set of pills
For every meal
Ten for every
Itch you feel
You found reality
Could be bent
You checked out
And left for rent
A vacant seat
Behind the wheel
Baby