Текст песни Prison Purse - Cassyette

Prison Purse

I need a shirt
Call the nurse
Give me energy
Won’t be the death of me
Throwing dirt
Burnt flowers on your hearse
No crying in the cemetery
You ripped my dress
Now you get too close
Don’t call me cute
I’m volatile
Summoned Satan in a Sunday suit
That’s what you get
I’m volatile
Lock you up in my prison purse
Now karmas coming for you
Lock you up in my prison purse
With everything you do
Well karmas coming for you
Like a kamikaze
And everything that you do
You’ll be haunted by me
Lock you up in my prison purse
My prison purse
Spin the wheel
Cautious I might cast a curse
Made a new enemy
Twist your words
Bet it’s bitter in reverse
You ripped my dress
You ripped my dress
Now you get too close
Don’t call me cute
I’m volatile
Summoned Satan in a Sunday suit
That’s what you get
I’m volatile
Lock you up in my prison purse
Now karmas coming for you
Lock you up in my prison purse
With everything you do
Well karmas coming for you
Like a kamikaze
And everything that you do
You’ll be haunted by me
Locked you up in my prison purse
My prison purse
Don’t rip my dress
You’re getting too close
Don’t call me cute
Lock you up in my prison purse
With everything you do
Well karmas coming for you
Like a kamikaze
And everything that you do
Lock you up in my prison purse
Now karmas coming for you
Lock you up in my prison purse
With everything you do
Well karmas coming for you
Like a kamikaze
And everything that you do
You’ll be haunted by me
Lock you up in my prison purse
My prison purse