The Willies

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John Maus - Pop

The Willies

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Skins Is the only one I know who can explain Rotten guts and equine births Riddled with acne And Skins has never loved a sickness Despair and anguish Can they smell my foul breath? There is nothing funny at all, in regards to the sickness The Willies You'll laugh, you'll cry You'll puke, you'll die You'll laugh, you'll cry You'll puke A screaming bloody deer calf And underneath the foam You see its blackened woolly eye A tear and its shiny tongue The Willies You'll laugh, you'll cry You'll puke, you'll die You'll laugh, you'll cry You'll puke Dangles burping out of bitch lips And please do not mistake the horror of my words Skins (I love you, Skins) Is the only one who knows The terror, frustration The genital mutilation Eating my soul My soul

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  • John Maus