"Bluebell" lyrics

Flies through the air with the greatest disease
Takes little pills and calls them trapeze
I know you're right, everything you do is right
Everything I do is true

Bluebell me
To Hell, to Hell

Lo and behold, a girl with a goal
Looks so old, she's made out of gold
I know you're right, everything you do is right
Everything I do is true

Bluebell me
To Hell, to Hell

Huh
Right
Uh!

I want to live in the smallest corner (I know, yeah)
In the densest mind in the fuck most room (Real eyes, realize)
Swinging from the stars, swing from their chandelier strings (Oh, real lies)
You know who you are
(I want to live in the smallest corner)
You're dead meat, motherfucker
(In the densest mind in the fuck most room)
You don't try to rape a goddess
(Swinging from the stars, swing from their chandelier strings)

Flies through the air with the greatest disease
Takes little pills and calls them trapeze
I know you're right, everything you do is right
Everything I do is true

Bluebell me
To Hell, to Hell

Huh
Right
Uh!

You are so obvious