Everything Sucks Less

I will clean all the broken bits

Of bones in your skull

So that I can piss in it

I will turn the knob

Hidden in your lungs with a soft mop

To turn down the whiny, stupid voice

Every cornflake is different

Every snowflake is the same fake

You, the prince of them, yeah

I wish that I had

More middle fingers

To shove in

Uh, uh, uh

Na, na, na

I will hold your hand

As you circle in the grinder

So you can wave yourself goodbye

I will chain your head besides your crap

To starve and wait until you'll have to bite

On the last fecal tile that

Completes the puzzle of your life

I like to be mean, but I mean no harm

I just want someone to come play in my sandbox

Don't be ashamed if I slap you hard

I thought I wanted to see you in pieces

You know when we fight, we say the worst

Then all is gone

We're weirdos, nothing is wrong

We're weirdos, nothing is wrong

In all weirdness, nothing is wrong