Blurp

Eating Oxen tuna sandwich
Orgasms make poor kids feel rich
In depth
Divine
In tiles on rent
Saving all the money we spent
I'm tied to a son of a bitch
Karma left your blood in a ditch
Dark minds are now taking over
Now it's time for disorder

Pain is the shame in your name
That didn't come out right
Place all your faith in your race
That didn't make no sense
Plain as the grace on your face
What am I trying to say
Pain is the shame in your faith
That's what I'm trying to say

Watching pornos that your moms in
Doing more than ever mentioned
Artist's prison in damnation
Calling Satan's secret agents
Eat our children
Blame the devil
Kill your mother
You're a rebel
Taking death into your own hand
Waste your time with masturbation

Pain is the shame in your name
That didn't come out right
Place all your faith in your race
That didn't make no sense
Plain as the grace on your face
What am I trying to say
Pain is the shame in your faith
That's what I'm trying to say

Come on
Come on come on
Just come on just come on
Come on and break it down now
Break it down
Break it down now
Breaking down
Breaking down now
Come outside
I wanna go outside
Where the cute girls play
With the ugly guys
And I will play on the butter board
Where I eat a virgin celluloid
And I will commit suicide
On ten o five
Yeah ten o five
My dick makes all the pussies cry
Squirt and die and cum and dive
My dick was bigger as a kid
One of these days
I will fucking die
You think this is all a joke
But I'm not kidding
I can't be any more clear
I am going to fucking kill myself
I miss you too much
The light of my life
I will commit suicide
And end my life on ten o five
End my worthless life
By suicide
Ten o five
Yeah ten o five



Credits
Writer(s): Nate Wylz
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