Chat Pile Lyrics
"Wicked Puppet Dance"

His skin is all fucked up but he cooked a nice batch
Everywhere in the walls new roach babies hatch

She says vein stuff freaks her out, so I keep quiet
Everyone says they can't handle vein stuff 'til they try it

God's
Eyes
Taste
Lips
Red
Fuck
Death
Cum

Falling from the cross, I am held up by strings
Can't stop dancing
A wicked puppet
A wicked puppet

Tried to fuck me, called me a liar
So I shot him in the head, set the house on fire

God's
Eyes
Taste
Lips
Red
Fuck
Death
Cum