Sapling Fuzz F**k

You don't like it, no
When everybody else goes home
And they're not sorry
They're not sorry for what they did
Give it up for the kid

I don't like you, hey
I never said it was okay
And I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry if that's a shame to you
Can't handle the truth
We're not sorry and I don't think that's supposed to be

Whack a beat
Smelly feet
Wacky beast
Blown to pieces
I don't care

Too much for that nonsense you call sensible
It's reprehensible, nonsensical
A silent call
A piled up hole
A stolen store



Credits
Writer(s): Clara Moore
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