She's lyin' there, innocent, in a painful slumber
But in my mind, all I can do is ponder The voices in my head, they scream and shout
They taught me sayin' what it's all about Gettin' ready for the slaughter of my daughter
Cause I don't wanna continue this f*ckin' bloodline
I hate f*ckin' everybody, cause they're all bitches
I f*ckin' hate everybody, cause they're all bitches
Bitches, they're all bitches
Bitches, they're all bitches
They're all bitches, they're all bitches
They're all bitches, they're all bitches
So I go to the kitchen and I grab a kitchen knife
Then I head to a room
First, it's my son, I stab him in the throat
Make sure he bleeds out soon
Then, I move on to my daughter's room
Contemplating, yes or no
But then I realize
They're all bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
I'm gonna die, bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
My bloodline of bitches, bitches
Bitches, they're all bitches
Killin' my son and my kids, killin' my kids
Cause I'm such a good parent
I'm gonna kill my kids cause they're bitches
And I have no explanation to the cops when they figure it out
But you know what, it's fine cause they're
Chia Pet, Chia Pet, Chia Pet
Ch-Ch-Chia Pet
Ch-Ch-Chia Pet