Steaksauce Mustache - Bad Boy Donkey Island

Here I am again, face down in my own memoir of last night's sin
I've got my middle finger and my bad attitude, and a tight rope under my chin
Here I am again, face down in my own memoir of last night's sin
I've got my middle finger and my bad attitude, and a tight rope under my chin
Hey there Freddy Kruger, let me call an uber, I think it's time for you to go home
Obnoxious mean composure, the pity party's over, Goodnight
Have fun in your nightmare zone
Forgive me, father, for the sin is in my lungs
I've got 2 cents and change, but I'm biting on a loaded tongue
Too late, hellfire burns at the oral gate
I hate the bitter taste of my selfish state
So, save your breath because I'm done
Biting my tongue, cocked like a loaded gun
I'm done, breathing my own venom
Hey there Freddy Kruger, let me call an uber, I think it's time for you to go home
Obnoxious mean composure, the pity party's over, Goodnight
Have fun in your nightmare zone
Hey there Freddy Kruger, let me call an uber, yeah, it's time for you to hit the road
Obnoxious mean composure, the pity party's over, Goodnight
have fun in your nightmare zone
Here I am again, face down in my own memoir of last night's sin
I've got my middle finger and my bad attitude, and a tight rope under my chin
Here I am again, yeah, but I refuse to give up the good fight
I may lose my pride, lose my mind, but I will never give up the ghost
Until the day that I finally lay down and die

Written by:
Taylor Bates

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