Bo Burnham - Land of Really f**ed Thoughts lyrics

I come from the Land of Really f**ed Thoughts, where babies are bound by umbilical knots, where dead horses pile on dandruff-stuffed cots, where burn-victim monkeys drink blood-and-pus shots. I come from the Land of That Just Ain't Right, where young boys like fisting their hamsters at night, where boxers use AIDS-ridden needles to fight, where an Alzheimer's orgy's a regular sight. I don't want to stay but I know I can't leave it. I needed to tell you but please don't reread it. I hope this sounds silly and you can't conceive it, because you're here the second you believe it.