I got some something thick and bony and it's pulsing for you

Don't try to fight it 'cos it's filled with blood and pointed at you

Don't act so flattered now 'cos It's got nothing to do with you

You just happened to be standing in my way so here's what we're gonna do

Pucker up

Your time to shine now buttercup

Stop your whining, think I've heard enough

Been a long time coming, gonna fuck you with my

Fist

In your face

My knuckles you kiss

Your blood you taste

Swallow it down to the wrist

Suffocate

Cross you off my list

Of the assholes

That fucked with me today

Your greasy tongue, it makes me feel some things I can't describe

I watch it slither through my skin and lay its eggs inside

Now I'm swollen with your words as they metastasize

I'm set to rupture at the seams but you're still never satisfied

So pucker up

And take your licks like a grown-up

Your mouth was made for one thing

And I'm happy to oblige as I fuck you with my

Fist

Through your brain

Filled with shit

And disdain

And if I had another chance

I would do it all again

But I guess I'll have to settle

For a keepsake

In the form of a bloodstain

Should have stayed in your lane

Should have stayed in your lane

Should have stayed in your lane

Should have stayed in your lane

Now it's too late

Should have stayed in your lane

Should have stayed in your lane

Now it's too late

Should have stayed in your lane

Should have stayed in your lane

Now it's too late