Hatch

Can you turn it up until it [ ] really fast?
Yeah

[six [ ] ‘til you’re] [dead]
The [ ] it [are the] [ ] [mistreated]
[ ] inside wound [inside]
With the [belly [ ] ] like butterflies

Payphones sound like the local news
You’re not back into motion [on cartoons]
[ ] but if you lay it, distortion
[Floating hearts] don’t come back again

She’s a bitch, she’s a motherfucker
[ ] and [men] love each other
You can [sleep with lies] and what do you guess?
You’re [popping the machines] at the laundromat

[She’s burning cigarettes] on her [fingertips]
She [tieds loops, sleeps] with a stranger
Sits on his garage and screaming songs at the moon
And [says] his name at the microphone

But she says she’s not cripple
No, she ain’t [daddy’s] [ ] either
[seven] [me abandoned] to remember and inside hurts, no he[‘d] [ ]
That [ ] stupid [ ]

She’s a bitch, she’s a motherfucker
[ ] and [men] love each other
You can [sleep with lies] and what do you guess?
You’re [popping the machines] at the laundromat

Working hard at the [ ]
Working hard
I’m working hard