Death as a Fetish

No shame, shame like a family
White trash hang from the christmas tree
Ghost dad, keeping the secrets and float the dead ones home
And I will never be good enough, quietly
And you will never be good enough, just like me
And I will never be good enough, quietly
And you will never be good enough
Never be good
So cute, look what the maggots eat
Big heart, I wanna let it bleed
Ushers keeping the secrets, float the bodies home
And I will never be good enough, quietly
And you will never be good enough, just like me
And I will never be good enough, quietly
And I will never be good enough
I will never be good enough
I will never be good enough
I will never be good enough
You’re born, death as a fetish
Your sins, death as a fetish
Your smile, death as a fetish
Your friends, death as a fetish
Your music, death as a fetish
Your first kiss, death as a fetish
Your grand kids, death as a fetish
Your secret, death as a fetish
Your tiny feet, death as a fetish
(death as a fetish)
Your family, death as a fetish
(death as a fetish)
Your pretty eyes, death as a fetish
(death as a fetish)
Your perfect teeth, death as a fetish
Your money, death as a fetish
Your someday, death as a fetish
Your parents, death as a fetish
You’re perfect
Death as a fetish
(Death as a fetish)
(Death as a fetish)
(Death as a fetish)