Keg Party

(álbum: Feels Your Pain - 2012)

Coors light
It keeps my six pack tight
When it gets too late at night, I don't fight
I never really try to fight
But all my pillows are too hard
And my sheets are straight up scarred
It tasted lots like water when I puked in your backyard
When I puked in your backyard

And so I chuck fuck sick suck die
Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die
Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die
Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die

Will I make it out alive?
But there are several dicks drawn onto my back
And both my tits look like two crying faces
My body never cuts me any slack

And so I chuck fuck sick suck die
Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die
Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die
Chuck fuck sick suck die, chuck fuck sick suck die

And now there's brothers on the corner saying that I sucked them off
But my throat's the shallow kind
Baby boy you know that I would just gag and cough
But I doubt you'd really mind
And now I can breathe underwater
'Cause I don't know how to drown
My boat is made of platinum gold
Your cubic zirconium got crushed on the ground