I’m an old asshole
Whatever is necessary to hate
The moon always turned its back on us
It will color the blood piss-yellow
Whatever is necessary to hate
It has grown rapidly
It will color the blood piss-yellow
We are neck-deep in shit
It has grown rapidly
What if I didn’t tighten there?
We are neck-deep in shit
What a ridiculous organ.
What if I didn’t tighten there?
The moon always turned its back on us
What a ridiculous organ.
I’m an old asshole