I wouldn’t want to get f*cked by
A kangaroo in any position
We need to block it, block it, it’s spongy
Your saviour’s only picking on you
You got your foot half way up your dick
I bet you ten pounds it wouldn’t fit
I was wrong so you must be rich
The poor girl once an empire
The poor girl once an empire
She lacks in fluid motion
all her circles came in squares
No community
No community
You’re one of a kind, one of kind sister
Let’s break that spell tonight
I paint my thoughts with a hairbrush
jet black it’s a delicate operation
My mirror reflects all it sees
coming at the end of my empire