

Prompt / Lyrics
[Unclean Vocals, John Messy Screams] Yeah, keep them cheecks clapping whore? My ass a porch, and I chance it for quarks, I know one day I'll be a flaccid corpse So right now I'm aiming to not be poor I'm level with a flattened floor And smash my head till a star is torn Yeah, get 'em early 'fore their brains is formed And even the Stevens, we should all watch porn I wanna get laid I wanna get paid I wanna new traayayayayayayayade I am setting a trap through the moonlit pass? I can prove they're my memories, you don't remember seeing my ass It all felt like a nap, bears ate my mushroom caps I'm confused, are they my memories? Why do u remember being in them? Light? Sight? Right? i don't wanna be there, you don't wanna be bored You need another world and a new pair of shorts I feel like I'm Samus, but my suit's an orange And my arm is full but loose, must be the drug use Bloody, funny, honey, the bees are on speed And im starting to seethe,they smoked all my weed Everyone can see that you've been sucking on sedatives I didn't spell relative, you're out of your element I think I know what am I talking about Yea I've had my doubts, disillusioned with clout Ho, another average piece, I know that its cat food I really like art, but forgot to get tattooed In the great Pyrenees, lies a dry ass log I fear all my gods, they know when I'm wronged Oh no, sacs getting overrun by bums It used to be fun, now I hate playing the drums On my way to care I fell right down the stairs My wife is getting scared Embarrassed I'm feeling myself felt so moot I'm searching my mind for the loot I'm hoping my heart follows through I'm fairly American It took a lotta thots to know It took a lotta shots to show If I'm on my feet, I'm pacing Erasing relationships, I'm facing No embracing, no more patience No more trips, my vacations wasted If the story that I tell is real My shadow biting at my heels I'm fabricated, then integrated It's shoved in a pill, hope you feel fulfilled I wanna get laid I wanna get paid I wanna new traayayayayayayayade Where did our honor go I think I know It's been fucking out mother's in bathrooms at parties Where did my money go? I spent it on blow You know that I,fucked all my homies hoes Where did our morals go? I left them in Cabo My parents couldn't pay for the abortion you know? You have a plan? Have you held out your hand? We can only pray for successful endeavors Ain't nobody fucking with me mannnnnn Ain't nobody fucking with me,Maaaaannnnnn ( I am to cynical,you are to critical To say that I think you know I think that I give a fuck)2x "Someone please! Listen to this script it was made by me! A script that will make you think like me!" "I've got your wish!I've got your wish!" Yous a bish and you wish no one was speshul! I need a smoke! I needa chill! No way I'll stop until your Sober! I wonder if they say I'm on drugs? Let's throw our money at a bitch! Right after our real fuckin jobs! I'm such a prick,look at me go I might just get lucky finding success, I'm a bitch! ;) Imma go get some new expensive shit Poor souls I hurt, emotions they suck I'll just tell people I don't give a fuck about that shit Ain't nobody fucking with me mannnnnn, Ain't nobody fucking with me...mannnnn! I wanna get paid I wanna get laid I wanna new traayayayayayayayade I need money I need clothes I need women I need blow Something is very fucking wrong Where did our honor go? I think I know We're always fucking each other in bathrooms at parties Where did my money go? I spent it on blow You know that I fucked all my homies ho's Where did our morals go? I left them in Cabo My parents can pay for the abortion, you know my regards to all you shady fucks Thorn in my fucking side Loyalty Honesty Trust Respect Humility Sincerity We are all so full of fucking shit We are all so full of fucking shit
Tags
Jon Mess,Screams Heavily inspired & credit to secret band, Post-hardcore, swancore, Inspired by Secret Band-Rabbit hole
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8/17/2025