Strt Lyrics & Chords By Dÿse

Don't call him a retard he's a buck-toothed gambler he's a cross-eyed refugee pollutants seeping through his pores and he's panting like a hog-tied athlete don't...read more

She died during a thunderstorm, on the darkest morning in years, and I was ruined and undone and left raining like a leaf. It was fourteen degrees blow on a screeching march 23. Don't...read more

They got him drunk as hell They caught him way off balance He could not walk or stand So they thought they could take him They had a plan to trip him As he stumbled by and...read more

Round the cops up the vampires are feeding. Captain Crunch of the little men's teeth. Catch souls of trash packing kids. Piss off the people. Bacon industry. He's stinky. He's...read more

I'm always so full of cum Never run out not even once And I say "Hey man, don't touch that stuff" "You know it's ust not right!" I'm always so full of cum and it makes my brain...read more