paroles de chanson UppercutYouToTheMoon - GRIM

Fuck you, pussy ass bitch
I don't need this shit
I don't fuck around with clowns
Hop off my dick

Got a text I can't cope
Who is it I don't know
Said that she my ex whoa
I just gave her some rope

Fucking commit suicide
It's your turn to die
Tie it tight
Make it fucking tight
Hang on for your life

Red tree
Body hanging like swings
I don't like nice things
Cut the fucking lights please