LEECHES

Lyrics by：Melanie Martinez/Simon Rosen

Leeches surrounded conscience is throbbing

They can't sleep at night hold their pillows tight

Caught in the river of tears that I cried

Bountiful harvest they flock to my garden

Push their way inside I go run and hide

They lift all the covers pull me into their sight

Slimy and superficial

Straining their artificial yapping to seem official

Making it beneficial to their cause

How much blood can you draw with your claws

From a flesh that's not yours

My hands aren't yours and

Gnaw on my bones no marrow

Left to keep you enthralled

I guess that is the luck of the draw

Let all their friends in the enemy's present

They don't think too hard 'bout your fragile heart

They eat off the table that you set so you starve

Stop all your breathing

Huh

No don't let them see you

They find any way just to make you stay

Right where they want you in their piss-covered games

Slimy and superficial

Straining their artificial yapping to seem official

Making it beneficial to their cause

How much blood can you draw with your claws

From a flesh that's not yours

My hands aren't yours and

Gnaw on my bones no marrow

Left to keep you enthralled

I guess that is the luck of the draw ah-ah-ah-ah-ah