Sickest Girl - Bertine Zetlitz

I went to see your brother

Cause he still prefers my frame

And I kept asking who she was

And how she knew your name

I get a taste of iron

When I breathe

I get a taste of iron

When you bleed

Your brother with the tattooed face

He told me you’re in love

You sleepwalk and you say your grace

Like 5 times in a row

I get a taste of iron when he speaks

I get a taste of iron and it leaks

Following the cracks around my shoulder

Jammin up the backdoors of my mind

Flooding down the wicked stuff I told her

I’m the sickest girl he’ll ever find

He’ll ever find

Be careful as you turn around

I’m turning on my charm

And I’ve got you dangling boy

I’ll call it false alarm

I get a taste of iron when I sleep

I get a taste of iron when you weep

You see I howl beneath the moon

Cold and sweet and dangerous to touch

I watch you when you kiss

Nothing I will miss

A little bit too much…