Full-frontal heartthrob, you my one true love
Like saint Sebastian skinny-dipping in Capote's Cold Blood
You got Tasmanian passion in a dopamine flood
Wickedest witch now float like spit, float dead dove
And yeah you saw me on some long lost trip.
I bent back time I kissed you dead on the lip.
Would've left a mark if I thought you were
The type who could handle it.
Give it up for the unwashed masses
Sucking their thumbs
Narcan for breakfast and glass caskets
Can't wait to drop the bomb
Give it up for the unwashed masses
Hating themselves
And give it up for, their children at war
Dying to preserve the Bible belt
Cuz all their lies are black and white
but what I do with my life
Is none of your concern
But I give it up for the unwashed masses
Waving their guns
I give it up for the unwashed masses
They know not what they've done
Say your prayers, say grace
Die alone, save face
You a waste of time
Say your prayers, say grace
Die alone, save face
You a waste of mind
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