Something soulless sold you, it hates you
They wear the sheepskins, but you are the monster
Breathing men would kill, yeah

Lucy don't go, hold me, haunt me
Tinctures, they taunt you, when you are the monster
Breathing men would kill, yeah
Breathing men would kill, yeah

Blame me for this as you sit in your counting room
Coughing up blood just to spit in my mouth
Soon you'll be gone and the rain will wash you away
Tucked in and gagged now say your prayers

Lipstick tourniquets work
When the poison begins to take hold.
And for what reward?
So the simple can suck on the rinds.

Breathing men would kill!

Fucking fucker

Lyrics submitted by rjbucs28

Lipstick Tourniquets song meanings
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