You bite the tinfoil they give you Your piano eye mind is detuned You are amused by your confusion Staple your face to mine if you're afraid to be alone
I'll mail you razor blades for christmas If you're so disgusted then leave the wicked way You are confused by your amusement The hypocrite will be the first to see the bill
You want to get rid of me You want a new lie You want to get rid of me You want a new lie You want to get rid of me You want a new lie You want to get rid of me You want a new lie It's not the same You don't mean a thing You're just another stain It's not the same You don't mean a thing You're just another stain
This won't hurt You should eat the shit you speak You know you are what you think You should eat the shit you speak You know you are what you think Don't you try to judge me You're no different from what you see Don't you try to judge me You're just as filthy as filth can be
Like a pi馻ta you crack open Your candy guts cascade in rainbows You decay in your own containment The sweetest insides are all coated with their filth It's not the same You don't mean a thing You're just another stain It's not the same You don't mean a thing You're just another stain
You should eat the shit you speak You know you are what you think You should eat the shit you speak You know you are what you think Don't you try to judge me You're no different from what you see Don't you try to judge me You're just as filthy as filth can be
Compositores: Brian Hugh Warner (BMI), Scott PuteskyEditores: Beat Up Your Mom Music, Dinger and Ollie Music (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #43115989 em 02/Jun/2024 com dados da UBEM