Youre so pretty when you lie
Love songs always make me cry
I dont think you have a choice
There's no truth left in your voice
Remember when we used to laugh?
Just try to forget all that.
Wear my heart upon your lips
I hope it tastes JUST LIKE SHIT!

Just call me
Miss Ann Thropy
Just call me
Miss Ann Thropy

Youre so pretty when you die
Love songs always make me cry.
I dont think you realise,
there's no blue left in your eyes.
Remember when we used to sing?
Just try to forget those things.
Fill your whole inside with dirt,
I hope that it FUCKING HURTS.

Just call me
Miss Ann Thropy
Just call me
Miss Ann Thropy
Just call me
Miss Ann Thropy
Just call me
Miss Ann Thropy

You have left a trail of
deceit, assault and flattery
blasting through my wounds,
Imprison me in God and Poetry.
Richer world to mend my angry heart
A breeding ground for you untruth.
If God created man in his own image
then FUCK YOU!!

ASHES TO ASHES,
DUST TO DUST,
MY HATE FOR YOU DEFINES MY LUST.
BRIDGES TO BRIDGES
YOURE NOTHING TO ME.
WELCOME WORLD MISS ANN THROPY.
ASHES TO ASHES,
DUST TO DUST,
MY HATE FOR YOU DEFINES MY LUST.
BRIDGES TO BRIDGES
YOURE NOTHING TO ME.
WELCOME WORLD MISS ANN THROPY.

Fuck.
Cunt.
MISS ANN THROPY.

Cunt.
Fuck.
MISS ANN THROPY!

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