Suicide Uma Schrantz

«Don't yell at me.»
«I'm not yelling at you, don’t dont.»
«Don't dominate me.»
I want a girl with toes like Uma Thurman
And a body like suicide doors on a Mack truck
And Suicide Girl ink and a face
Like shut the hell up, dummy (laughs) good luck
I wanna slip under covers
And make punk songs
Charles Bronson blasty
Dillinger Escape
Loving The Nation of Ulysses
Trying to hold us back
Something like Misfits in a sack
«Absolutely not. Can I slap you?»
«Right? Okay, cool cool. Yeah that’s done.»