Descartes A Kant - Pumpkin Pie lyrics

And what's that mess? Oh, it's my dress I hope you don't find that it's wet I guess I spilled the milk again I guess I k** my precious pet Oh Ouh A tongue so injured, has no sound That sound so perfect, I cannoy cum dowm I was not afraid but just until His twisted smile left me ill Chorus: It's designed to feed hear a kitty When she's into big birds Cause it's designed to sing to her so pretty Singing to her, makes her scream so hard I romise she won't be upset If we can hurt her more than that So sorry like my silent pig And so harmless like the cigarette skin I am so sick sad I can't control that You are a bad, bad plan But i adore that I am so sick and sad...