lice

Lyrics

tuck you into bed, slip out, see you later, cut my own head, half-broken flesh calculator, with my bag full of co-o-o-oins, paid for your complications, in the ancient loin, oh, suppose you've desperation, row, row, row, ro-ow, take a look at your friends too, and go, go, go, whoa-oh, that's what gets you