Warm Milk Lyrics
Don't blueprint me you casket designers
You're not dead like me, you little lip-liners
Some powdered nose and some stranger's
Skull-fucked head
I want a little warm milk before bed
Spilling guts across the floor
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I don't even lock the door anymore
We're in the world and we're on our knees
So whe should all come together with warm milk
