Caught it crawling up the panties of the broad
Like wormy guts snatch baddy rats the ugly from beyond
Or was it 'cause I brawl so bad that nothing gets me off?
The classy jug smells bad, it makes me sick to suck at all
I kill it, saw the soapy snake makes meat go bad
You kill it, saw the meat in half makes 41
Like one thousand dead ants form to make a dancing skeleton
I'd kill ten thousand men
No access from beyond
Pray to get my crimey from the taboo of the cage
Like holes to get in graves to get in cherries getting paid
White slime on his face, he's screaming, oh my god
That very tender age
Underrated form of blood
Baby's got a mullet and I'm your very tender friend
Limp hair to get this goblin kill bitch, nobody likes this thread
Like hanging like a doll to make me put him in his bed
I swear I'll eat again
No access from beyond
I got caught crawling into the hole inside of my head
King worm says it's hard to take, no one ever escapes
Like dark agent fights the man who japed himself twice
Like a dirty 90 night flight, fight us all 'til nighty night night
Worms A-OK but his nose cut for spite
And I can taste it, you can't smell shit
Reproducing up my spine like a spore that hurts my mind
All the words are mean, nice, my he does fellate
Mutate tonight to hate quote what spake light
Just bare it in, this might sink in, wait for it
Like a real life spoilage
Like a real life simulated spoilage
I fucked this dude right
Blew his piece off 'cause he can't screw right
What a waste 'cause I could see his eyes
And I would rather see his thighs
And I can relate to that
No access from beyond
No access from beyond
No access from beyond
No access from beyond
No access from beyond
No access from beyond
No access from beyond
I asked the Dr. Crawley never ever get me hot
A headless spineless formless creature finds its way up, makes its way out
And it likes this taste
Eats your face then it turns the lights out, such a waste, right?
On this ride like a thot on some spite
Oh, this bassist, ro-rollist
Like anus crawler kind of tourist
Right or mistake? Sew his head onto mine
And they say vore is like a flavor that can roll up your spine
The clampy cousin fucks the lobster like he's trying not to cry
Fuck, I'm tall, let's go sailing
Lets get lost in the sky this time
What's wrong with mine and this city of crime?
Like anothering and I'm sick and I wanted to vibe