Whoops! — STRAIGHT FIRE like the oven

(Yeah LFG on that beat) (G-Gamzee Productions) (bruh) My scars from lasagna taint my heart The marinara the blood you made me part The scars you left me when we broke up that day burn my fists in some amalgamation of pleasure and pain Now i'll never be the same (bruh) When i reached into the oven it was like falling in your arms How could such a false warmth cause so much harm We tried so hard to layer it up But my filling and your cheese weren’t strong enough Now if i said i was fine Thatd be a lie Cause the scars on my skin Stain away (bruh) As the skin peelеd off my hands i wondered why you left mе Was it for someone else, someone better than me As you pulled away I clung tighter to that dish And pretended the scars weren't secrets of my wish Now i'll never be the same Yeah Now i'll never be the same