Butterface, oh Butterface
I wish you would die
It’s really fucked up
To get my hopes up so high
With fucked up face – and
bloodshot eyes
Hold the bag steady
So your face can’t scare the guys
Your body is banging, but your face makes me shout
Your front teeth are screaming “Let me
the fuck out”
With Hair like brittle and breath like acid
You look like something
That crawled out of Lake Placid
That’s it for now
I have nothing else to say
Keep that face covered
It’s probably what killed Ray