Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win
But honestly it's just to keep their wheels turning
Fry them up like potatoes
She's bad and she knows
Or a sunday fry x4
I'm on deck i'm up next
The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid
Quick turning into that cocky kid
See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love
Freddie lips crimson and mistaken with the seagulls
Believe i'll freddie krueger up your dreams.
In private, not public in the streets
Hook me up to a chair and watch as my brains fry,
These haters hope i hurry up and die
You so got me, i'm open for life forever my wife
You can cut me up fry my ass like bacon i'll still survive
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