Putrid Fucked Up Dip Potato Lyrics


You're looking so fucking happy

I'm disgusted of your smile

The anger rises up in me

The ravishment of devastation obsesses me

Bond on a chair with straddled fucking legs

The chopped off in our sewed up mouth

Tearstained eyes beg for sudden death

I like the look of agony in your face

Days go by the room is filled with your rotting stench

Your face looks (like a putrid potato)

My gorge rises (I spew it into your face)

Putrid potato with a dip on it

Let me try a little ah what a great taste

A little salty in the end

I know what it needs just a little sugar

Now let me try again ah you're better

I think now you are finished

Now I need an oven I don't like cold flesh

Got to bake a dirty crippled motherfucker to enjoy the full flavor

Of your putrid fucked up happy dip potato face

Now you taste like fish and smell like the rotten abscess of a putrid cow

Disgorging your flesh brings your smile on my face

Now I've got the reign over your inner self

I've got a weakness for putrid

Baked happy dip potato faces