Vim and Vigor

When the fear keeps calling and the shudder it's causing

Is just knocking on your door

You can't even imagine how glad I am

To see you crawling on the floor

Maybe I'm just a sick bastard, I don't care

Cause this course is really stoking me

I'll turn on the water and turn the spotify on

So let's throw away our modesty, oh yeah

Now you're gonna try try try

But I'm still frigging dry dry dry

Want you to make me spry

It ain't no fucking lie

I'm full of vim and vigor as you die

You no longer cry cry cry

I look at you and oh my my

It makes me fucking high

There's spring outside the window and the birds sing

The last ode to your death

I'll take a little beer break and we'll do

All the rest downstairs

Maybe I'm a sick motherfucker, yes I am

Cause these acts really rapture me

Let me cut off another sweet slice of your

Latissimus Dorsi, oh yeah

Now you're gonna try try try

But I'm still frigging dry dry dry

Want you to make me spry

It ain't no fucking lie

I'm full of vim and vigor as you die

You no longer cry cry cry

I look at you and oh my my

It makes me fucking high

Alright!

Now you're gonna try try try

But I'm still frigging dry dry dry

Want you to make me spry

It ain't no fucking lie

I'm full of vim and vigor as you die

You no longer cry cry cry

I look at you and oh my my

It makes me fucking high