Forest of Fellatio LyricsCan I not tread on these unholy branches any longer?
The ground is worn, my feet are stuck in god knows what
The ground is worn, my feet are stuck in god knows what
The ground is worn, my feet are stuck in god knows what
I would contemplate existentialist bullshit if the trees weren't fucking staring me down
This, can't seriously be, a motherfucking lake
This, can't seriously be, a motherfucking lake
This, can't seriously be, a motherfucking lake
This, can't seriously be, a motherfucking lake
This makes no goddamn sense, I'm going home
Makes no goddamn sense, I'm going home
Makes no goddamn sense, I'm going home
Makes no goddamn sense, I'm going home
Makes no goddamn sense
Makes no goddamn sense, I'm going home
Makes no goddamn sense, I'm going home
Makes no goddamn sense, I'm going home
Makes no goddamn sense
(Fuck this, going home)
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At least 'til I get some head of illusion
