I´m lazy you know it I´m ready for the second show
Amazing thing growing just waitin for the juice to flow
But you´re so very picturesque you´re so very cold
Tastes like roses on your breath but graveyards on your soul
I´m hurting I´m wanting I´m aching for another go
You´re squirming wet baby nothing bad comin´ very slow
And it´s burning holes in me
You´re so very picturesque you´re so very cold
It tastes like roses on your breath but graveyards on your soul whoa hmm
One spastic explosion two pressure cookers go insane
It makes me act crazy I shiver but I love this game
You´re so very ordinary you´re so very lame
Tastes like whiskey on your lips and earthworms rule your brain