June (Marcell Julia)

Sweat and blood and blood stains on my Clothes, clothes, clothes here Thinking' bout the times, we loved the Most, most, most dear Pets and bets and Jesus couldn't Make my happy He said I'm to hard to please My soul will never be at ease My soul will never You are pretty painful But you're oh so pretty I was born in June and raised a Dust, dust, dust heart On my grandma's funeral a Fast, fast, fast start I put on mum's wedding dress 'Cause nature likes no emptiness No nature likes no emptiness Guns and bombs and fireworks On my command now Are you wasting my time? Am I wasting your time?