You're a slimy, filthy, rotten mess
And you're my own
You're a slimy, filthy, rotten mess
And you're my own
You are cold and prickly to the touch
And you feel like home
In this sunshiny world of boredom
You're the shadow of my dreams
You're a slimy, filthy, rotten mess
My own slice of Halloween
You're a spoiled and sarcastic treat for me
You're a spoiled and sarcastic treat for me
You've never been considered sweet
But my tooth is more savory
All these smiling faces seem so phony
But your grimaces are clear
You're a spoiled and sarcastic treat for me
You're obscenely sincere
You're a slimy, filthy, rotten mess
And you're my own
You're a slimy, filthy, rotten mess
And you're my own
You are cold and prickly to the touch
And you feel like home