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Plastic Fiends
Sam Reid
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Congratulations, my murderer
You really beat me to this time
Oh, straight up vampin' is so easy now
I can't tell if anything is even a crime anymore
Congratulations to Ruby and Bertus
To Musk Man and Ogled too
Oh, Harvey LeRoy must be thrustin' in his grave
A heart on the size of a hot air balloon
This all reminds me of something
Hmm, like in 16
Was it Antoinette or Friedrich's flick
Who said, "Fuck right or wrong when the cake is so sweet"?
Oh, come on now, you filthy little plastic fiends
You look like Saran Wrap and you smell like Febreze
I'm feelin' sick from your Chico Stick
And your blood is a disease
Oh, come on now, you filthy little plastic fiends
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I see you, my pretty little death cult cucks
Singing, "Hell, we wanna burn it all down"
Well, you got the cash, I got the fuckin' gas
Could always stand to lose another two thousand pounds
I see you, my pretty little dinosaurs
Livin' your disposable life
Oh, there's no such thing as a meteor
When they keep eatin' all your pets and your wives
This all reminds me of something
Hmm, let's call it "Dim Earth Rock"
Blankets and beads, insatiable greed
Is anyone surprised it's nearly where fucked it broke?
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Oh, come on now, you filthy little plastic fiends
You look like Saran Wrap and you smell like Febreze
I'm feelin' sick from your Chico Stick
And your blood is a disease
Oh, come on now, you filthy little plastic fiends
Oh, you look like Saran Wrap and you smell like Febreze
Oh, I'm feelin' sick from your Chico Stick
And your blood is a disease
Oh, come on now, you filthy little plastic fiends
Oh, come on now, you filthy little plastic fiends
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