Lily pink what do you think of in your head Well, I s'pose I'd like to know what's in your heart and how it grows Coil rows of things I threw up in your face Sharpened pain again and again in your face It's only 'cause I like to make A slide slow into your warm insides Bright and thick your head it sits up at the top Taking swings I try to bring you down knock you off your balance Your logic attracts You break apart and find your bloody heart Lily pink what do you think of Lily pink what do you think of