One Billion Kills Lyrics

You're in a mood

Since you discovered your new favourite kind of pornography

I'm breaking down

Since I found out that reality doesn't correlate with my philosophy

And the only thing you did today

Was draw patterns on your skin with razor blades

Girls get knives, to get high from the speed of life

And my vacuum is broken

My whole body and soul is broken

You've got skills, you know ballroom

I got one billion kills in my resume

I got one billion pills in my purse

Split in half so I don't zone out completely

I do five different things in the bathroom

I do five different things in the bathroom

My knuckles are sore from the kills in my resume

Drown the chemicals in too much perfume

I got one billion kills in my resume

I got one billion pills in my purse

Split in half so I can listen to your monologue

Without the walls interfering