Waste of Flesh
In the bed all twisted and maimed
Can't believe it, don't know his name
Of course you don't, you don't know shit
You'd fuck the devil for your soul to lift

And you're stupid
You're so fake
You're a liar
And a waste of flesh
And a stupid whore
And a stupid waste of flesh
You waste of flesh

What's the matter, can't feel your legs?
I'll cut 'em off and buy you the pegs
Confidante? I wouldn't dare
Not after you stripped me bare

And you're stupid
You're so fake
You're a liar
And a waste of flesh
And a stupid whore
And a stupid waste of flesh
You waste of flesh

Or was it Micheal, or was it Brian, or was it Jossssshhhh?
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