Feever Sleeves Lyrics

It's the fashion self informed versus mr.
Navy-blue-and-black.
It's the fashion we contract.
Avocado in the neckline of the swimsuit matched just
Right
With the vitamins in the pocket of the swimming
Trunks.
Cold laundry, show me out.
Roll me out cold.
"meow" is not the message.
Kill me in my favorite clothes.
Or dress me in your favorite clothes,
Kill me with your favorite comb and then just show me
Out.
Touch me with your fingers on your lips when the alarm
Goes off.
Bloody shot: show me out.
Sleeves collapse like this all the time.
Kill me and my favorite clothes.
Kill me with that favorite comb.

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