Pile - Bubblegum Lyrics

stiff tongue press bubblegum against
teeth ready to rot out
sit on hands and give what-for’s
to those who hope to drift outside
the orgy continued despite requests
to leave them alone to sit their hands on their own desks

i was the one that stepped on her face
such beautiful skin as i clawed it away
let’s use it again
put a bucket under the drain

and the teeth are bent
and cracked again a tongue that won’t calm down

any way that we could get
a liter of blood on the cuff
i spent everything i know
on killing my children for precious convenience

i saw the arson sleeping in a dry nest
i saw fire more and i hoped for it less
well just as a standby every one does their best
i dream of its death and i hope for its rest