Everybody Ruins
The clientele
Your kin and friends taking their bodies i
and trading them for ends
We took our bodies and we put them u
to fend against their bodies and the cycle never ends
Taste it! Taste it
What are we now
Two eyes and eight/seven seams all workin
to show how much we need to feel permissio
to go forget our bodies and just taste it
They're busy pissing family colors out
Going out dinner with our mothers
Coming back and fucking in our sons/daughters
But they don't know what they're doin
because they don't know how to damage how we love
So they damage what we love.