Welcome
Toy shop
Pretty boys
Pretty, do you want one?
Dummy eyes
Gun dust
Even if we're not
And you know he serial like he gotta toast crunch
He ain't like me, I got nothing but a dump truck
Wanna give him really crazy eyes like his first love
Even if we're not gonna jump off
Say, ooh
I can be more, I can show you where I came from
Don't be assured
You're my favourite from the basement
In a sea I hear them drowning
La, la, la, la, la, la
Eat a chucky like a bar
Knot strings, not him
Fluff all in my fake fangs
Took your daddy for a spin
Dial in
Ah... Hello?
"Since I met you I've been cursed"
Throw a fit in loose 'rees
Workshops and the crazy
I feel, I feel that I might fly
I turn a ragdoll into pot
You're in the furnace so you're hot
I bet you want it out your lungs
Therapy for fun
I can get you, won't you come?
Pouring liquor through the drums
Welcome to my toy shop
Got a really pretty boy if you want one
I can even make his dummy eyes purple gun dust
Even if we're not gonna jump love
Jump off
Pure red wine, no chaser
Patty gon' pat them cakes up
You're bad, I caught your maiden
Are you sorry? 'Cause I really wanna make up
Putting Polly in the kettle, coffee caked up
Riding 'round with your body and my shades low
(Jump off, jump off, jump off, jump off)
Die, die, die, die
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
Baby, I'm a brat
I'm life-sized
Welcome to my toy shop
Got a really pretty boy if you want one
I can even make his dummy eyes purple gun dust
Even if we're not gonna jump love
And you know he serial like he gotta toast crunch
He ain't like me, I got nothing but a dump truck
Wanna give him really crazy eyes like his first love
Even if we're not gonna jump off
I can make him
Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow
Make him feel like he ain't down to drown a bullet in my mouth
Ow, ow, ow
Play a little bit
Sons of hypocrites
Wait, I'm feeling it
But I won't admit
Bloody, coming steady
But I hope that they won't ever dread me
I'd cry if you would just reject me
When you're getting ready
Do you know that you won't be undressing?
Little girl, battered up
She'll call her mummy, watch
Ribbons on pretty clocks, like a fairy cut
Little boy, boiled down
He tried to handle us
Daddy's gone, cut him off
'Cause even if we're not!
Witches go a long, long way if you chase 'em
I'm not angry, I'm outrageous
I'm not average, I'm bodacious
'Porters running out of statements
Maybe when you die you'll really leave me something
Welcome to my toy shop
Got a really pretty boy if you want one
I can even make his dummy eyes purple gun dust
Even if we're not gonna jump love
Jump love
And you know he serial like he gotta toast crunch
He ain't like me, I got nothing but a dump truck
Wanna give him really crazy eyes like his first love
Even if we're not gonna jump off
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