ist - Freudian Corduroy - Released 2003
Boyfriend
So you think you want to know what's wrong with me
I bet you fucking don't
You think I'm going to make you feel less guilty
Well guess what, babe, I won't
I've never felt so vicious, so furious and pure
Cause that bastard you're dicking with
Is too much to endure
I hate your fucking boyfriend
I hope he fucking dies
I'd like to rip his head clean off
And then piss in his eyes
I hate your fucking boyfriend
A pox upon his soul
Hope he's crippled in a car crash
Your boyfriend's an asshole
So you think that I don't make
Enough effort with him
Well, let me indulge my fantasies
While you indulge his whims
For while it's you that makes me hard
It's him that makes you wet
But he must be a goddamn retard
If he thinks it's over yet
I hate your fucking boyfriend
Your boyfriend is a cunt
How can you take your knickers off
While he sweats, scratches and grunts?
I hate your fucking boyfriend
I curse his every breath
Hope he swallows poison
Hope he burns to death
Still you had best not fucking laugh
When my rage hits its peak
So I'm a fucking nice guy?
Well he's a fucking freak
You won't believe the things I say
But I've been good to you
Still I can't turn the fucker red
So I'm turning the air blue
And while I'm not past caring
And it's clear I give a shit
I've something to get off my chest
And this, my dear, is it…
I hate your fucking boyfriend
I can't believe his luck
I can't believe that missing link
Gives you his cock to suck
I hate your fucking boyfriend
Hope he's struck down from above
I hate your fucking boyfriend
Cause you I fucking…
(c) 2003 ist
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