SCAB (Acoustic)

Air so
Air so hot when you breathe in
It fills your lungs up with weight and
Moves you forward
But like a fuckin' train
It barrels you along
Like you don't exist
Oh well
Pangs of loneliness
So sharp I check for blood
Put two fingers to my throat
To make sure I still have a pulse

Spoiled
Stupid little
Cunt
Ass
Bitch

Imma

Spoiled
Stupid little
Cunt
Ass
Bitch

Look like a

Spoiled
Stupid little
Cunt
Ass
Bitch

Look like a

Spoiled
Stupid little
Cunt
Ass
Bitch

I wish it weren't
But it's the way it

It's how it looks from the outside
Looking in
It's hard to tell what's going on
With motives so murky and dark
Never clear

Well I'd
Like to say that I forget
But I remember everything
I remember what I did
I remember all I said
I'm just a

Imma

Spoiled
Stupid little
Cunt
Ass
Bitch

Look like a

Spoiled
Stupid little
Cunt
Ass
Bitch

I wish it weren't
But it's the way it...

Is
Is
Is

A total knockout
By myself
With me as a contender I won't
Need anyone else's help
I'm sure I'll get it
Either way
I try to remember things almost
Always aren't what they seem

Just like that
Blood from a stone
Just like that

Spoiled
Stupid little
Cunt
Ass
Bitch

Look like a

Spoiled
Stupid little
Cunt
Ass
Bitch

I wish it weren't
But it's the way it
Is