DINNER! کے بول

Put him in a rot cage Scumbag Eat shit bitch You look fucking divine! Put him in a hard place I scratch your back In return, you peel off mine I spit teeth on your grave You just talk shit online I.C.U on payday Try to grow a spine Sycophant cyclical hyper-digital Spiders shooting out of your guts Apartment typical A part of you that refuses not to suck I bet you feel just great Well I feel sublime Rusted fingers through the grate Telling me you’re all mine Your head is on my hotplate Paired with a glass of wine In water up to your neck You’re running out of time I guess I got my hopes up I'm just his cash to make Born inside a test tube I broke the glass and ran away Eat it is good for you, I assure you that there's more coming today Nothing much left to do except fuck it up in every single way I hope you like it I put my heart inside it No matter what we do, we all end up on someone else's plate (I’m at a canyon with my ass and dick out)