Uncle Outrage - Sick Puppy lyrics

I'm a sick puppy I don't know why you love me I'm diseased I'm obscene I'll face-f** anybody I'm a sick puppy My mind is full of ugly Thoughts that you thought Would die off by thirteen Die off by thirteen Die off by thirteen Die off by thirteen Die off by thirteen Doctors apply some topical paink**ers, hold back your lashes, and poke your eyeball into its socket by pressing on the white part with gloved fingers. In some cases, they'll use a simple tool like a bent paperclip to shoehorn it back into place. I'm a sick puppy I don't know why you love me I'm diseased I'm obscene I'll face-f** anybody I'm a sick puppy My mind is full of ugly Thoughts that you thought Would die off by thirteen (Please, no, I'm begging you, no, please) -Hey babe. -Where've you been? -I just raped a girl.