Mysophobia Songtext
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Mysophobia Songtext
I hear you breathing
You′re believing like pissed off demon
When screaming through an inner of deceiving
I'm seeing to it planted you
Like you knew what you was doing
Pursuing a double take of screwing in both ways
With two says with two mouths this way
No delay, a relay of shit running
From lights on to down sunning
Coming in my direction of perfection
My parents are sleeping
Quiet
Take off your potty mouth when you′re in my house
I douse two lips with a stick of my sick soap dick
Shouldn't you know better to keep walking
When the weather is right for shit talking
It all connects to a boredom fight
When no one's in sight
That′s when you think your shit is tight
I wait ′til it's dark then
Boom, I turn on the light
Kick some shit in one night that took you days to write
And I′m so polite I don't need it so I let you bite
Taking back the airwaves
Heard my song on the radio
Hit me up with some of that machete flow
The fear of dirt mice I fold
Grab an ass, I′m a homophobe
Bored out of mind, stuck here
Somewhere in the middle of nowhere
Can I kick sick with the Midwest flavor?
You know you can't fade this, bitch
C-Bone, the punk ass bitch
With the Dickies and Adidas
Switched to Pumas when Korn did
Call me trendy but I rock like Kid
Without the midget
Never fidget, never stutter
Rock mosh pits with the mutter
Mad props to the Southside, what′s up?
The Mighty I
Yo yo, I wanna give a shout out to Dirt Joe
I'm too big-headed to think about anyone else
Yo Joe, let's get the fuck out of here
We gotta go hang out at Come and Go with Paxton
On Jefferson, baby
You′re believing like pissed off demon
When screaming through an inner of deceiving
I'm seeing to it planted you
Like you knew what you was doing
Pursuing a double take of screwing in both ways
With two says with two mouths this way
No delay, a relay of shit running
From lights on to down sunning
Coming in my direction of perfection
My parents are sleeping
Quiet
Take off your potty mouth when you′re in my house
I douse two lips with a stick of my sick soap dick
Shouldn't you know better to keep walking
When the weather is right for shit talking
It all connects to a boredom fight
When no one's in sight
That′s when you think your shit is tight
I wait ′til it's dark then
Boom, I turn on the light
Kick some shit in one night that took you days to write
And I′m so polite I don't need it so I let you bite
Taking back the airwaves
Heard my song on the radio
Hit me up with some of that machete flow
The fear of dirt mice I fold
Grab an ass, I′m a homophobe
Bored out of mind, stuck here
Somewhere in the middle of nowhere
Can I kick sick with the Midwest flavor?
You know you can't fade this, bitch
C-Bone, the punk ass bitch
With the Dickies and Adidas
Switched to Pumas when Korn did
Call me trendy but I rock like Kid
Without the midget
Never fidget, never stutter
Rock mosh pits with the mutter
Mad props to the Southside, what′s up?
The Mighty I
Yo yo, I wanna give a shout out to Dirt Joe
I'm too big-headed to think about anyone else
Yo Joe, let's get the fuck out of here
We gotta go hang out at Come and Go with Paxton
On Jefferson, baby
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