/soy/ - Soyjaks

[Chorus]
Bruises on my ne-e-e-eck, I'm just a doll of fle-e-e-esh
You'll find my smoking body hung in wires overhe-e-e-ead
At your bark and collar, just forget I'm someone's daughter-er
Can't ever fuck it up if I don't ever even bother-er-er
Love to take it slow (Roll the Katamari-ri-ri)
Yeah, I got it in my clutch, I got the (Tracker on me-e-e)
I'm on the internet-net, I buffer, use your adblock on me-e
I'm on the internet, I-I get to choose just what I wanna

[Verse 1]
I got a DSi at a limited rate
It's a hell of a drug and it's a hell of a rage
Got a CRT and only seven more days 'til I drop cold dead from the clot in my brain
I'm made of d-dead meat and I got no taste
And I won't let up 'til I get my way-ay-ay-ay
Sharp wide eyes and I bounce into place
Got a big sharp kn-knife, it's my own X-ray (Ah)
[Chorus]
Bruises on my ne-e-e-eck, I'm just a doll of fle-e-e-esh
You'll find my smoking body hung in wires overhe-e-e-ead
I'm at your bark and collar, just forget I'm someone's daughter-er
Can't ever fuck it up if I don't ever even bother-er-er
Love to take it slow (Roll the Katamari-ri-ri)
Yeah, I got it in my clutch, I got the (Tracker on me-e-e)
I'm on the internet-net, I buffer, use your adblock on me-e
I'm on the internet, I-I get to choose just what I wanna

[Verse 2]
Hey, let's go, you're on a roll
Go on, lose your self-control
Got no place I'd rather go
'Cause I lost my mind in late September
Dial numbers, watch your tone
Clockwork, wind up all alone
The more you stop, the more I go
Do your best, I'll do one better
You say, "Will," and I say, "Won't"
You say, "Do," and I say, "Don't"
I'm running out of ways to cope
So I bite the hand that feeds me, lose my—

[Outro: Samara Weaving]
Ah
What the fuck is wrong with you?
You fucking animal, you piece of shit
Little tiny dick licker
Fucking asshole, fucking die
Ah
You little fucker