Miscarriage Manslaughter from Evilution by Couver

I set aside my pride for options
Of ways to get rid, fetal adoption
We should build a cemetery
Where only well wished smiles are buried

Sheets piled up before they turn to dust
I was the last person you should have trusted
Strangers staring, pictures of us
Eyes rolled back to back you must be sick
Of losing all your blood

I only counted one of your sighs
Alone with a death wish, floating in time
Well the doctor says you'll never get warmer
I'm not gonna pray, [ask the coroner]

Sheets piled up before they turn to dust
I was the last person you should have trusted
Relatives staring, pictures of us
Eyes rolled back to back you must be sick
Of losing all your blood

If you're asking, yes dear, I'm not coming back
Hate to hear the way you say you're
Part of the blessed, you're partially blessed
You'd think he cared he'd make you feel the best
Think of me as all you could get
A victim of a life that you never liked
You'd make a terrible mother [what A BEAUTIFUL WIFE]

Sheets piled up before they turn to dust
I was the last person you should have trusted
You were staring, pictures of us
Eyes rolled back to back you must be sick
Of losing all your blood

You should never lay in gallivance
I think not
But you've got me wired around surprise and lies
Wanna stay alive?

Sheets piled up before they turn to dust
I was the last person you should have trusted
Detectives staring, pictures of us
Eyes rolled back to back you must be sick
Of losing all your blood

I was the last person you should have trusted
Eyes rolled. Back to. Back you. Must be
Sick of, losing your blood
EYES ROLLED BACK TO BACK YOU
MUST BE SICK OF
LOSING ALL YOUR BLOOD

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