worship me

You serve no purpose in life
Your purpose in life is to be in my stream
Sucking on my dick daily
Your purpose in life is to be in that chat
Blowing a dick daily
Your life is nothing
You serve zero purpose
You should kill yourself now
And give someone else
A piece of that oxygen
And O-Zone layer
That's covered up so that we
Can breathe inside this blue-trapped bubble
'Cause what are you here for?
To worship me?

Kill yourself
I mean that with a hundred percent
With a thousand percent
You should kill yourself now
And give someone else
A piece of that oxygen
And O-Zone layer
That's covered up so that we
Can breathe inside this blue-trapped bubble
'Cause what are you here for?
To worship me?
Kill yourself
I mean that with a hundred percent
With a thousand percent

What are you here for?
To worship me?
Kill yourself
I mean that with a hundred percent
With a thousand percent

Cut that bitch off!



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Writer(s): Forg Bell
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