BRETT ROMNES - DIY DEATH MACHINE lyrics

You better slow down Take a backseat, baby Maybe this isn't your thing On the Internet with eyes pried open Regurgitating constantly Still a child so misinformed The concept of humility You shun your own voice without a clue "I swear I never do this type of thing" You're a poison a bolster of cancer Infectious, quick-spreading disease Now I cringe at the thought of my childhood days When we dressed up and asked, "Trick or Treat?" Do you remember that text that you sent The one that was just so important You walked out of sight as I sang in your eyes It might have meant nothing to you But I have not forgotten Please understand I want the best for both of us But I'm heavy pa**ion while you are one night lust (x2) Congratulations sent as disrespect I hope you learn the words to this song I hope it's drilled into your brain So you can learn from your mistakes And carry on, carry on (Please understand I want the best for both of us)