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Lyrics: Mother Mother. Touch Up. Oh Ana.

I'll be god today, hold my head under that bath and breathe away
Slit my wrists and watch that blood evaporate
Being this godly can't be good for Ana's safety
Ana hear me

I'll play god today, anti up and play that god a poker game
Walk away with all our little god's spare change
Playing this god it can't be good for Ana's safety
Ana hear me

Oh Ana, I'll be with you still
You are the angel that I couldn't kill

I'll fake god today, hop up on a cloud and watch the world decay
Ana on my shoulders and we'll laugh away
Faking this god it can't be good for Ana's safety
Ana hear me, Ana baby, I'm not crazy

Oh Ana, I'll be with you still
You are the angel that I couldn't kill