Joy Disease
Feel your blood 10 pounds jabbing
A big rotting finger piece
I want to pass on my Joy Disease
I give it to your niceness area
Hard as possible at the fastest speed
My Fun My Life based
Around me this whatever it
Is trailing what's we?
Make a joyful noise unto me
Stick your feet together fling
Yourself forward take a
Handful of hair pull it out with
All your might Make the tips
Of your fingers flat cut them
Off with a [knife] If ya splinter
Your bones we'll pull them out
For dart tips. Smash every bone
In those fingers move em like
Snakеs. Grow nails long and
Scratch a hole to make a stomach ache