I won't pretend to care anymore
about your faggy wig like hair like before
you pick your nose, wear smelly clothes, think you're so grandios (?)
ah, my dear bun bun
soon you're dead, I won't ever let you hold my hand
soon you're dead, I won't ever let you near again
I won't scratch your spotty back anymore
'cause I'm not your devoted slave like before
you think you rule, self-righteous fool, craw back into your cage
ah, my dear bun bun
soon you're dead, I won't ever let you hold my hand
soon you're dead, I won't ever let you near again
soon you're dead, I won't ever let you hold my hand
soon you're dead, I won't ever let you near my bed
oh yeah, no way
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