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Fourth Planet Video (MV)




Performed By: Stice
Length: 2:00
Written by: Caroline Bennet




Stice - Fourth Planet Lyrics




From the fourth planet f*cks willy on the forehead
Boyfriend clerk the great sick broken arm
Scoot out back watch jark fight jark sucky pick my ass apart
I think murder is real
Fourthrotica i come from planet mass
Its wicked f*cking sick and kiss my ass
The big forehead smells bad
Bobo wreck the beb
Hair too big for head
Headpunch access yank the flesh expanding to the wall
My big sex bag of blood co-camera spirals
Makes no sense at all
My flood of shit cheap sandwich brick collects the mess from down the hall
Stab me wreck my face the forehead f*cks the eyebrows to the eyeball
Baby got bad with a whole new look like
All men are wacking off
Maybe car crash chemical dont feel right
Vomit mucus say hi mom
Should be soap like its all my fault
Parasite f*cks and kills my host
Its shame i tend to like the most fourth planet forehead looks like flesh
Baby got trashed with a bad man yeah right
Bald boys violent banshee ghost rides
Bobo ditch the shouldnt the couldnt and the would
Big head beat up and i rub my nub
Gimme yon gimme yon gimme yon gimme yon
Fourth page planet big head f*ck
Kill it kill it beat it cut it kill it kill
Front pahe head hunt
Gimme yon spock pike
Chewy yon spock pike
Bobo barely calls me read light
Lady gotta f*ck in a whole new world right
Call me johnny bobo thats right
Call me when the forehead f*cks itself everynight
My thoughts are weird good god cut my head off its
As the boys say the forehead comes alive this summer f*cks on a bitches age
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From the fourth planet f*cks willy on the forehead
Boyfriend clerk the great sick broken arm
Scoot out back watch jark fight jark sucky pick my ass apart
I think murder is real
Fourthrotica i come from planet mass
Its wicked f*cking sick and kiss my ass
The big forehead smells bad
Bobo wreck the beb
Hair too big for head
Headpunch access yank the flesh expanding to the wall
My big sex bag of blood co-camera spirals
Makes no sense at all
My flood of shit cheap sandwich brick collects the mess from down the hall
Stab me wreck my face the forehead f*cks the eyebrows to the eyeball
Baby got bad with a whole new look like
All men are wacking off
Maybe car crash chemical dont feel right
Vomit mucus say hi mom
Should be soap like its all my fault
Parasite f*cks and kills my host
Its shame i tend to like the most fourth planet forehead looks like flesh
Baby got trashed with a bad man yeah right
Bald boys violent banshee ghost rides
Bobo ditch the shouldnt the couldnt and the would
Big head beat up and i rub my nub
Gimme yon gimme yon gimme yon gimme yon
Fourth page planet big head f*ck
Kill it kill it beat it cut it kill it kill
Front pahe head hunt
Gimme yon spock pike
Chewy yon spock pike
Bobo barely calls me read light
Lady gotta f*ck in a whole new world right
Call me johnny bobo thats right
Call me when the forehead f*cks itself everynight
My thoughts are weird good god cut my head off its
As the boys say the forehead comes alive this summer f*cks on a bitches age
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Writer: Caroline Bennet
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