Fucc the Devil

I’m gonna fuck the devil in his mouth
I just need to listen to my Siccness so I can learn how
And then train for a couple of weeks
Until I have all the skills I need
The flask is an alcoholic’s paintbrush
The flask is an alcoholic’s toothbrush
I need to go throw up now
I want to be the queen of all the belly rubs now
I’m gonna quit my job
'cause I’ve got another job
And I don’t need to work two jobs
I guess you could call me lucky
I need to confront my own weakness
Some days I feel like I’m the weakest
And others the strongest, these days are the longest
And I’ve got the weirdest feeling about this
I want to go away for a while, away for a while
Because the things that I have seen
Are turning me into a shitty human being