Young Aspect - Brain Dead lyrics

[Verse 1] I smash bars like it's crash up derby f** groupie s*uts, dog my a** so dirty Act 21 b**h, but I'm over 30 I love doin' d**, I don't go to bed early I quit doin' d**, I can feel my brain meltin' Talk into myself, but these talks ain't helpin' Watching a racial p**n, I do not feel filthy f** anything that walks with 3 holes, I'm so guilty Lookin' in the mirror like "Help me" My reflection walked away, that b**h's selfish Relentless, bent on the helpless I'm heartless, not true, but I'm filled up with darkness Ripped up and stomped on, avoid me like swamp rats No contact, I ain't f**ing short b**h I'm compact How could I be so popular and lonely? Don't even need to f**, just someone that'll hold me Girl to hold my head and tell that I'm not a monster Now you know the answer, why I f** at every concert [Hook] I just wanna punch out I just wanna lunch out Grab somebody by the throat Cut their f**ing tongues out Put a potato on the barrel for the mufflin' Put it to my temple, I seduce you with my sufferin' I just wanna punch out I just wanna lunch out Grab somebody by the throat Cut their f**ing tongue out [Verse 2] Rape me like a female ape with force entry Grab my co*k and tell me you love me but do it gently Put some c**aine on the table, yes please, tempt me Instead I drive at night all alone, I'm so empty I must be the most miserable alive Avoiding conversations till I wither up and die You see the snakes slither to the flies See the maggots in the skull start crawlin' out the eyes Euphoric gorror to a dull and blackened background Swingin' with the Louisville Slugger, I won't back down Brain dead, my aim's bad, focus - blurred and foggy Realizes age, hit the sauna and start jogging Suicide king, call my next of kin But I feel excellent as long as I'm on Dexedrine The beast tastings, available on East Hastings Feel spacey, memories are racing [Hook] I just wanna punch out I just wanna lunch out Grab somebody by the throat Cut their f**ing tongue out Put a potato on the barrel for the mufflin' Put it to my temple, I seduce you with my sufferin' I just wanna punch out I just wanna lunch out Grab somebody by the throat Cut their f**ing tongues out Put a potato on the barrel for the mufflin' Put it to my temple, I seduce you with my sufferin'