I want men.
Not Krewella's children.
New rules, what a dirty den.
Abusers and chasers of the hen,
They will always be, a spectrum of sin.
Mind mode of mad, a merry missile of Kim.
To feel something new, bad, please slap him again.
What do we do with you? Your child choking makes us dim.
As one is, many are, the mass effect of killing our economic win.
Not Krewella's children.
New rules, what a dirty den.
Abusers and chasers of the hen,
They will always be, a spectrum of sin.
Mind mode of mad, a merry missile of Kim.
To feel something new, bad, please slap him again.
What do we do with you? Your child choking makes us dim.
As one is, many are, the mass effect of killing our economic win.