Jeffree Star - Louis Vuitton Bodybag lyrics

Stab you with scissors and let's hold hands. Blew out my birthday candles- wished that you were dead. Slice you to ribbons Lay next to. Let's give each other lobotomies! Slit your throat and zip you up. I won't f** up your pretty make-up. Tell your friends try not to brag. You're sleeping in a Louis Vuitton bodybag. Bodybag,Bodybag...Bodybag. (To be ourselves- we have to destroy ourselves.) Pretend that I love you for another year. Starve myself So I'll f**ing disappear. Your red-dipped fingers look like strawberries- But theses gashes look like self-injuries. Slit your throat and zip you up. I won't f** up your pretty make-up. Tell your friends try not to brag. You're sleeping in a Louis Vuitton Bodybag. Depression. My new obsession. Home sweet home. Self-mutilation like a sick art show (x3) Slit your throat and zip you up. I won't f** up your pretty make-up. Tell your friends try not to brag. To be ourselves- We have to destroy ourselves. You're sleeping in a Louis Vuitton Bodybag. Bodybag. Bodybag. Bodybag. I love you too.