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He shakes his death rattle
Spittle on his bib
I don't do the dishes
I throw them in the crib
I've eaten you
I'm overfed
Your milk's in my mouth, it makes me sick
I've stumbled here
Failed to make it mine
They say I'm plump
But I throw up all the time
I've eaten you, I'm overfed
Your milk's in my mouth, it makes me fear
Do you fake it for me like I
Do you fake it for me like I
Do you fake it for me like I
My baby's in her arms
Crawling up her legs
Like a liar at a witch trial
You look good for your age
I've eaten you
I'm overfed
Your milk's in my mouth, it makes me sick
Spittle on his bib
I don't do the dishes
I throw them in the crib
I've eaten you
I'm overfed
Your milk's in my mouth, it makes me sick
I've stumbled here
Failed to make it mine
They say I'm plump
But I throw up all the time
I've eaten you, I'm overfed
Your milk's in my mouth, it makes me fear
Do you fake it for me like I
Do you fake it for me like I
Do you fake it for me like I
My baby's in her arms
Crawling up her legs
Like a liar at a witch trial
You look good for your age
I've eaten you
I'm overfed
Your milk's in my mouth, it makes me sick
Lyrics submitted by ShiverForMe, edited by scottdoesntknow628
Plump Lyrics as written by Courtney M. Love Eric T Erlandson
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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Bulemia? I am not sure. Good lyrics, though. Courtney always comes up with the weirdest stuff.