Hard-ons Oyster Sauce
So hot it will burn you twice
What a shame that you ain't that nice
It's clear from the middle up
Your blade was designed to cut
It's true
I don't even know why you are here
Go Blue
I won't say a word until you move
I can't help slipping cause my shoe's so wet
I can't help tripping why's my mind so set
Don't think it could make you blind
Lose wit and you lose your mind
Don't sweat for an end that's fake
Inside touch a space that's great
