Bloody Margielas

I, I wouldn't care

If I ran out of air

'Cause I don't feel pleasure

This mess is worse than the

Blood on my Margielas

I won't feel better

You know, I'll go

I'm so cold, have no home

Oh, I'm so cold

Have no home, nowhere to go

Feel like velvet, feel like velvet

I, I need a way

For you to take me away

And you don't care about a thing

So you can make the same mistakes

Over, and over, and over

'Cause I don't feel pleasure

This mess is worse than the

Blood on my Margielas

I won't feel better

You know, I'll go

I'm so cold, have no home

'Cause I don't feel pleasure (Oh, I'm so cold)

This mess is worse than the (You know)

Blood on my Margielas (I'll go)

I won't feel better

You know, I'll go

Feel like velvet(I'm so cold, have no home)

(Feel like velvet)

I, I wouldn't care

If I ran out of air

Oh, I'm so cold

Have no home, nowhere to go

Feel like velvet, feel like velvet

I, I wouldn't care, oh

If I ran out of air, uh

'Cause I don't feel pleasure

This mess is worse than the

Blood on my Margielas

I won't feel better

You know, I'll go

I'm so cold, have no home