Lyrics:
Yeah!
Don't apre-shet, i know what I like
Rub a hard out, your head
You think I respect you ive done all i had
A pervert, a fly-me you bitch
Perverted,
Sadist without reason, a pervert for all seasons
The headlines scream, hear them roar
Sanctified by the crimson by a diabolical drifter
The Night
what you get, no
You'll never give what you get
My eyes got sore, oh, those perverts are sick
I have the truth on my tongue
Hadn't know until when
Your words cannot describe
And perverts the answer
Of my actions underlined
Now staring at an open book
Just becomes the story
Of something I
To be happy
I'm not saying be that bastard who walks up to strangers and says
"Why don't you smile?"
Don't be that guy
It's the sign of a pervert
Put the pervert in a suit
Take him out and light him up
Get him out of your system and warm
Your brand new bones
Sweep him in a shopping bag
Call
Charlatans and perverts
But now they'll confess
Confess to their crimes
Let's flip the switch
We can be alive, be alive, feel alive
Let's feel alive
If
a mini-skirt
and I might serve her.
Park on the curber!
Treating me like a pervert.
Fuck it, eat it, beat it, see us
like a cleavage on a ?
Ride through my city,
a purpose, I know I just got off-topic
I just had to insert it 'cause I'm a pervert
Anyways word, I'm still broke as a fuck
My big homie just passed, he was
Somebody shot out all the streetlights
Hookers and bookies, floozies and boozers
All kinds of misfits, perverts and losers
Out of the limo that looks like
a pervert slice your throat
You're young you're dumb and you used to be innocent
When young, now take a look at what you've become
A bloodsucker, trying
a pill in my mouth and my dick in my hand
Mind of a pervert with words I submerge
On the verge of O.D'in for the shit that I say
But who gives a fuck, I'm
Girls, girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls (more girls, oh)
Herbert the pervert
All three eyes up her skirt
I won't stop 'til I got it
W-won't stop
guy
And you're not that kind of girl i'm a liar
And a pervert with a heart of gold
Who does what he's told
And what happens next you can probably guess
nigga
That's rhymin in Rock City
All these Perverts can die in
Denial or rock with me, so
Yeah, don't hate!
Das Leben ist Stress genug
Ich hab' nichts mit
the gear box and she's on it
Staying alive with a firm hit
No definition in our own leads
Perverts define my fuck history
That's not how to love me
cans of water perverts me
Coax me, cajole me
Coax me, cajole me
Coax me, cajole me
And after he died
By rights she'd have cried
I gave mine
Horrorscopes my diorama
A twelve part (so far) psychodrama
Another chained I mean to harm her
Inside as well as out
A perverts gasp inside the mask
I'm
Herodias and I have led a phantom cavalcade
Through veiled and pagan history where superstitions reigned
And Christendom sought to pervert, but
Oh! As you suckle on my semen!
Oh! And the shit is always steamin'
A drunk, a pervert, a junkie and a sodimizer.
But you can call me the salaminizer
thump make me punch faces
Pervert kings stood behind the curtain for the blade stick
So much in a blood bath numbers dullard thought
I control no one
in the dog park and once and future fog
The caliphate of perverts, the flight of refugees
Expanding ranks of homeless and the disappearing bees
in the dog park and once and future fog
The caliphate of perverts, the flight of refugees
Expanding ranks of homeless and the disappearing bees
the gear box and she's on it
Staying alive with a firm hit
No definition in our own leads
Perverts define my fuck history
That's not how to love me
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