"You Didn't Like Me Then (You Won't Like Me Now)" lyrics
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Last six months to the Gloomtreon
Just remember, knifing a Baphicho soldier never really hurts anyone!
Darling, I, I, I got a death kink
Or a death wish, I can't tell which
When you fucks drop, I get off
Molotov Queen, got a tongue like a guillotine
(Aim low, swing high)
No, I'm not your favourite, no, I'm not your type
I'm hated by the high and loved by the low
I bet you hate that I love my throne
'Cause I drag bodies 'round behind me where I go
They don't bother me now, bother me now
'Cause I know I will never ever cleanse my soul
And why would I, why would I?
Been kicked down, but I'm getting up
You can keep goin', you know I like it rough
The more pain you give, the more I want
You only win, darling, when I give
Up, like fire
I'm defiant, I ain't giving in
No, the blades you hold can't break my skin
Can't crack this gold heart of mine
The fire you burn won't burn as bright
And I'd peel my skin away to show you how I'm made
You wouldn't get it anyway, aversion's your forte
You want me dead and that's okay
'Cause I'm a far cry from your ways
Just know I feel the same
(About you, 'cause)
I drag bodies 'round behind me where I go
They don't bother me now, bother me now
And I know I will never ever cleanse my soul
And why would I, why would I?
You didn't like me then, you won't like me now
I've got a swing that you can't break
You'll back away for your own sake
Darling, I'm your star like the body on a murder scene
I'm a raging fire fit for a Queen
You didn't like me then, how you like me now?
Blithely kicking in your fuckin' head, 'cause I
Sleep among the dead, in bloody sheets
'Cause I like to wear my enemies, feel me?
Dressed to kill, I look my best
Puttin' holes in your fuckin' neck
'Cause I drag bodies 'round behind me where I go
Yeah, they're pilin' up, hey, they're pilin' up, hey
And I will never ever cleanse my soul
Won't cleanse my soul
I drag bodies behind me where I go
And I'll never, ever cleanse my soul
Back away slowly, I know you won't try me
I'm a raging fire fit for a Queen
With a death kink, or a death wish, I can't tell which
Molotov Queen, tongue like a guillotine
I'd be happy to set you alight
Set you alight
A big thank you to everyone who's subscribed in the
Last six months to the Gloomtreon
Just remember, knifing a Baphicho soldier never really hurts anyone!
Darling, I, I, I got a death kink
Or a death wish, I can't tell which
When you fucks drop, I get off
Molotov Queen, got a tongue like a guillotine
(Aim low, swing high)
No, I'm not your favourite, no, I'm not your type
I'm hated by the high and loved by the low
I bet you hate that I love my throne
'Cause I drag bodies 'round behind me where I go
They don't bother me now, bother me now
'Cause I know I will never ever cleanse my soul
And why would I, why would I?
Been kicked down, but I'm getting up
You can keep goin', you know I like it rough
The more pain you give, the more I want
You only win, darling, when I give
Up, like fire
I'm defiant, I ain't giving in
No, the blades you hold can't break my skin
Can't crack this gold heart of mine
The fire you burn won't burn as bright
And I'd peel my skin away to show you how I'm made
You wouldn't get it anyway, aversion's your forte
You want me dead and that's okay
'Cause I'm a far cry from your ways
Just know I feel the same
(About you, 'cause)
I drag bodies 'round behind me where I go
They don't bother me now, bother me now
And I know I will never ever cleanse my soul
And why would I, why would I?
You didn't like me then, you won't like me now
I've got a swing that you can't break
You'll back away for your own sake
Darling, I'm your star like the body on a murder scene
I'm a raging fire fit for a Queen
You didn't like me then, how you like me now?
Blithely kicking in your fuckin' head, 'cause I
Sleep among the dead, in bloody sheets
'Cause I like to wear my enemies, feel me?
Dressed to kill, I look my best
Puttin' holes in your fuckin' neck
'Cause I drag bodies 'round behind me where I go
Yeah, they're pilin' up, hey, they're pilin' up, hey
And I will never ever cleanse my soul
Won't cleanse my soul
I drag bodies behind me where I go
And I'll never, ever cleanse my soul
Back away slowly, I know you won't try me
I'm a raging fire fit for a Queen
With a death kink, or a death wish, I can't tell which
Molotov Queen, tongue like a guillotine
I'd be happy to set you alight
Set you alight
