Cribs We Were Aborted
In the grey of yesterday
A breeze blew over exposing
A memory so small
What is it here for
Your virility, makes me forget empathy
Dig your hole
That's what we're here for
To make you feel important
cause you knew we were aborted
It's the same things that we're saying all the time
And they have have everything
They kept there ribs, i'm sure of it
It's what they're all about
But getting inside counts
Mass virility, has made me forget empathy
Dig your hole
It's what we're here for
To make you feel important
cause you knew we were aborted
It's the same things that were saying all the time
(they may be views , but they'll never be mine)
The mid-shelf masturbation
Leaves a smear on half the nation
Its the same things that they're saying all the time
aaaaaahh
Guitar Solo
Oh your virility, has made me forget empathy
dig your hole
its what they're here for
To make you feel important
cause you knew we were aborted
its the same things that we're saying all the time
The mid-shelf masturbation
Leaves a smear on half the nation
It's the same things that they're saying all the time
