You disgust me
You make me want to puke
But knowing you
You'd probably get off on it you fucking emetophiliac
And your body is a canvas
But you're using it wrong
And your hand is a brush
But you're using it wrong
How many partners have you gone through?
How many?
Are they nothing to you?
Are these people that you treat like objects nothing to you?
With their own feelings but all you care about is lust
All you care about is satisfying your own lust
But you'll never be satisfied
I hate this nature documentary
Change the channel
Change it to anything else
Put it down and change it to anything else
And it's too windy
Close the window
Put it down and close the window
But who am I to judge?
Who am I to judge?
I'll never get it
But I'll never get love
So who am I to judge?
Who am I to judge?
And you'll fuck
Like animals
Like less than animals
And you'll fuck
Like animals
Like less than animals
And you'll fuck
Like animals
Like less than animals
And you'll fuck
Like animals
Like less than animals
And you'll fuck
Like animals
Like less than animals
And you'll fuck
Like animals
Like less than animals