Dyslexic Fudgicle - The Curse Of Myles Standish lyrics

There's a price we pay For the crimes we commit today Curse of Myles Standish Begins Trapped in the forest for our sins 'Cause we g**ned Plymouth Rock All the exits are now blocked Demons lurking in the trees (That) motherf**er, Squanto, gave me a disease Tired and hungry, no end in sight GPS keeps telling me to take a right No hope in sight, can't be saved Curse of Myles Standish follows us to the grave 'Cause we g**ned Plymouth Rock All the exits are now blocked Demons lurking in the trees (That) motherf**er, Squanto, gave me a disease. Why don't you have a seat right over there?