he has vile bile
give him needle and spoon
he has vile bile he crosses crosses
iron men do not hold fire in ice for a reason
i give him up i give him over i crushed his garlic nose
but i had to heal sister on the nun i crossed crosses on chest
i wanted cushion comfort i wanted fat pig to read me
i wanted tfat whore who walked out my door to watch me lord
i give him up i need some potato fat i need some pig skin
lord give him lighter i only hang with fighters
lord o d freak before i feed him my wasted whores
lord my model is glowing showering shes drawing back her halo

I sung this out loud to some funky tune I made up as I was reading...Awesome...

I have been doing that lately