Filthy Suitcase

Lyrics
Let's commit more super treason Fuck you? Fuck me? Tis' the season The history of the present on this planet It's all done, son, break a leg, run Out of tune open wound, it won't heal, who's immune? Nobody's gonna win, the next has-been The dumb team wore designer skin Painted on, tan lines and shit eating grin Who knows where the next line will begin? Unpack that privilege, flush toilet's water Baptize the unholy son and daughter Tradе in a spouse, one that's stinking hotter Old skin brings out thе dude's slobber Slurp… Stop interrupting me, while I'm interrupting you Who knew, excessive dialogue is stupid flu We'll all learn a thing or two, even three If people don't live up to the asshole that's supposed to be you
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