| I smash bars like it’s crash up derby |
| Fuck groupie sluts, dog my ass so dirty |
| Act 21 bitch, but I’m over 30 |
| I love doin' drugs, I don’t go to bed early |
| I quit doin' drugs, I can feel my brain meltin' |
| Talk into myself, but these talks ain’t helpin' |
| Watching a racial porn, I do not feel filthy |
| Fuck anything that walks with 3 holes, I’m so guilty |
| Lookin' in the mirror like «Help me» |
| My reflection walked away, that bitch’s selfish |
| Relentless, bent on the helpless |
| I’m heartless, not true, but I’m filled up with darkness |
| Ripped up and stomped on, avoid me like swamp rats |
| No contact, I ain’t fucking short bitch I’m compact |
| How could I be so popular and lonely? |
| Don’t even need to fuck, just someone that’ll hold me |
| Girl to hold my head and tell that I’m not a monster |
| Now you know the answer, why I fuck at every concert |
| I just wanna punch out |
| I just wanna lunge out |
| Grab somebody by the throat |
| Cut their fuckin' tongues out |
| Put a potato on the barrel for the mufflin' |
| Put it to my temple, I seduce you with my sufferin' |
| I just wanna punch out |
| I just wanna lunge out |
| Grab somebody by the throat |
| Cut their fuckin' tongue out |
| Rape me like a female ape with force entry |
| Grab my cock and tell me you love me but do it gently |
| Put some cocaine on the table, yes please, tempt me |
| Instead I drive at night all alone, I’m so empty |
| I must be the most miserable alive |
| Avoiding conversations till I wither up and die |
| You see the snakes slither to the flies |
| See the maggots in the skull start crawlin' out the eyes |
| Euphoric gorror to a dull and blackened background |
| Swingin' with the Louisville Slugger, I won’t back down |
| Brain dead, my aim’s bad, focus blurred and foggy |
| Realizes age, hit the sauna and start jogging |
| Suicide king, call my next of kin |
| But I feel excellent as long as I’m on Dexedrine |
| The beast tastings, available on East Hastings |
| Feel spacey, memories are racing |
| I just wanna punch out |
| I just wanna lunge out |
| Grab somebody by the throat |
| Cut their fuckin' tongue out |
| Put a potato on the barrel for the mufflin' |
| Put it to my temple, I seduce you with my sufferin' |
| I just wanna punch out |
| I just wanna lunge out |
| Grab somebody by the throat |
| Cut their fuckin' tongues out |
| Put a potato on the barrel for the mufflin' |
| Put it to my temple, I seduce you with my sufferin' |