Pile - Bubblegum lyrics

Stiff tongue press bubblegum against
Teeth ready to rot out
Sit on hands and give what-for’s
To those who hope to drift outside
The orgy continued despite requests
To leave them alone to sit their
Hands on their own desks

I was the one that stepped on her face
Such beautiful skin as i clawed it away
Let’s use it again
Put a bucket under the drain
And the teeth are bent
And cracked against a tongue
That won’t calm down

Any way that we could get
A liter of blood on the cuff
I spent everything i know
On killing my children
For precious convenience

I saw the arson sleeping in a dry nest
I saw fire more and i hoped for it less
Well just as a standby every
One does their best
I dream of it's death and
I hope for it's rest