Lyrics:
for me I hate you - you make me cry I'm a Bedwetter Trendsetter Scarlet letter Gonna mess around on you I'm a Tough cookie Rough nookie Good lookie
real bed-wetter But I'll fuck an incel up, wear him like a sweater Your sad life is never getting better Cheese string dick, shrivel tits, old cheddar
crybaby, real bed-wetter But I'll fuck an incel up, wear him like a sweater Your sad life is never getting better Cheese string dick, shrivel tits, old
Yellow on my bed-letter Axe like a cherry Leave you soaked like a bedwetter Roof on stained Chem trails on my frames Don't look right at me I'm known
bent on Heaven, you owe me Make better cheddar from old milk A breath of fresh air from the old me My bedwetters need cash cushions to grow with I learnt
Mike Kara Here And congrats on the new album, Bedwetters It made me pee myself That's right, this album Mind Your Manners That, uh, eeh, just uhh It
close, they might be a bedwetter Hey Six feet tall, skinny legs and all All they really know is basketball Then I say, give me that phone number
Because their parents did the same And where will they be Ten years from today? Bed-sitter, bed-wetter? Or penthouse go-getter? What carpet-chewer
the bedwetters scared Mother's words manifest in rocks Carved by men with broken cocks Sometimes I feel like I'm in a zoo or TV People come here with their
real close, 'cause they might be bedwetters. - Data bank. 6 feet tall, skinny legs and all. - Data..., data..., data bank. Makin' love comes second
don't care if you are Don't tell me that you're bedwetters I don't care if you are Say you will, take my pills Say you will, faking ill Say you
sleep Before I woke up in bed, I took a leak Bedwetter, trendsetter Dead center of the attention and finna get better Turn that pussy into wet weather
apparent, he's driven by lust and He's as weak as his fellow colleagues A hypocrite, surrounded by liars and bed-wetters Stricken with grief, he turns
has of late become apparent, he's driven by lust and He's as weak as his fellow colleagues. A hypocrite, surrounded by liars and bed-wetters
face fell to the gutter You can't be going Out with that nutter Thought she'd know better Daddy's girl, bed-wetter I didn't hear a word Don't bring
Slippin' on my leathers, smack my balls together Got her double-header slappin' on my nethers (Ooh) Kinda got me scared, call me bedwetter Good
how Corin pitched her soul into her rhymes Cloaked in the voices of the strangers Who feel my feelings better than me Under my bedwetter sheets
him or her any better A constricted kid will always be a fucking bed-wetter Bullshit
what I want And I'm only gonna ask for what I want I know Hogwarts would be better If that bed-wetter didn't show his face 'round anymore But I know, I
the fuck is Jack?" Before I walked this path, learned to fly at the Zen Center My Father raped my ass, that's why I'm a bed-wetter They said "it gets better,
bed-wetters Pound a beverage, whiskey is my choice Sour mash forever Sipping on the moist, crystal clear, clouded in the center I'm feeling crowded better get
wet then that bitch is a bedwetter Pussy wet imma lick like I mail letters Full split on the dick she a leg spreader Don't be salty I carry the sweet
And choke out on the feathers I'll make a trendsetter Turn to a bedwetter Chilling in my throne Composed of human leather Set it up to self destruct When
Darling I don't understand why'd you'd ever wanna look like that It's way better being real Not a gentrified bedwetter Don't come with your questions Don't
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