Devi McCallion
Quick Death
I have ways to control you
Microwaves passing through you
My cells stick around your neck like a carwreck, like a carwreck

Up here where the air is much too thin
The good life is waiting to begin
I’ll be a real big star
I’ll die a quick death, a quick death

I can speak in tongues, it doesn’t mean that I understand
If you’re having fun, you musn’t comprehend
This, a loaded silo, under every church steeple
I’ve got such a loaded smile to aim at stupid people

All I want is, all I want is, all I want is, all I want is, all I want is, all I want is
A quick death
All I want is, all I want is, all I want is, all I want is, all I want is, all I want is
A quick death

I have ways to control you
Microwavеs passing through you
My cells stick around your neck like a carwrеck, like a carwreck

Up here where the air is much too thin
The good life is waiting to begin
I’ll be a real big star
I’ll die a quick death, a quick death
I can speak in tongues, it doesn’t mean that I understand
If you’re having fun, you musn’t comprehend
This, a loaded silo, under every church steeple
I’ve got such a loaded smile to aim at stupid people

All I want is, all I want is, all I want is, all I want is, all I want is, all I want is
A quick death
All I want is, all I want is, all I want is, all I want is, all I want is, all I want is
A quick death