Testo Catastrophe

Guerrilla warfare is your favorite tactic
She's lacking any honor
She'll be upset unless you've died yet
And those bullets in your stomach are hard to digest
'Cause they destroyed your body, it's hard to dissect
During the autopsy, to find your cause of death
Cause of death, cause of death, you laid 'em all out
Now it's just corpses left, it's just corpses left
She loves catastrophes
She'll have you begging on your knees
But it won't help to plead
She loves catastrophes
So show no mercy
'Cause whoever strikes first isn't gonna be the one that hurts
So I'll show no mercy
Since you want it so bad, here's your catastrophe

Cata—, cata—
Cata—, cata—

Now it's just corpses left, it's hard to come down
From the high she gets when she puts them in the ground She can't stop digging, is this girl kidding?
Try this coffin on for size, let's see if you can fit in
But it's a tight fit, she walks a tightrope
I have a license to kill, but I won't
And it's a tight fit, she walks a tightrope
She has a sharp knife, it's right at my throat

She loves catastrophes
She'll have you begging on your knees
But it won't help to plead
She loves catastrophes
So show no mercy
'Cause whoever strikes first isn't gonna be the one that hurts
So I'll show no mercy
Since you want it so bad, here's your catastrophe

Bloody eyes, a tight dress
I'm on the run, I'm too stressed
Woke up to nine missed calls
You had me up all night, our love's like Adderall
She's a disaster
She loves catastrophes
She's a disaster
She'll get the worst of me

She loves catastrophes
She'll have you begging on your knees
But it won't help to plead
She loves catastrophes
So show no mercy
'Cause whoever strikes first isn't gonna be the one that hurts
So I'll show no mercy
Since you want it so bad, here's your catastrophe