Ugly Fucker

Hey, hey, hey

Let me tell you a little secret of what I want
The only thing that can make me come
It's not your fame and it's not your car
It's not your cash or platinum card

I want it dirty, sick, fucked up shit
Dirty, sick, chaotic
Dirty sick, fucked up shit
Dirty, sick, dirty, dirty, sick

I want to hurt you, I want you to hurt
I wanna stick a knife through your heart
And twist and turn

Oh, I want your filthy
I want your disease
I want your sex, your hate, your fist
Your rage in me

It's not your fame and it's not your car
It's not your fame and it's not your car
It's not your game and it's not your car
It's not your cash or platinum card

I want it dirty, sick, fucked up shit
Dirty, sick, chaotic
Dirty sick, fucked up shit
Dirty, sick, ugly fucker

I want to hurt you, I want you to hurt
I wanna stick a knife through your heart
And twist and turn

Oh, I want your filthy
I want your disease
I want your sex, your hate, your fist
Your rage in me

I want to hurt you

Let me tell you a little secret of what I want
The only thing that can make me come
It's not your fame, it's not your car
It's not your cash or platinum card

I want it dirty, sick, fucked up shit
Dirty, sick, fucked up shit
Dirty, sick, fucked up shit
Dirty, sick, fucked up shit
Dirty, sick, fucked up shit
Dirty, sick, fucked up shit
Dirty, sick, fucked up shit
Dirty, sick, fucked up shit
Dirty, sick, fucked up shit
Dirty, sick, fucked up shit
Dirty, sick, fucked up shit
Dirty, dirty, dirty

I want to hurt you, I want you to hurt
I wanna stick a knife through your heart
And twist and turn

Oh, I want your filthy
I want your disease
I want your sex, your hate, your fist
Your rage

Sex, hate
Fist, rage
In me



Credits
Writer(s): Scarlet Scarlet, Simon Jan Andersson
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