Lyrics 3 Feet Smaller

3 Feet Smaller

Better Off Dead

I'd like to welcome you to your last breath my friend

This is your end

Please let your hair down and make yourself at home

Say your prayers

Eat my puke

Lick my shit

Drink this bottle of urin

Look at me

I said look at me

I'm gonna pull your teath out

The screwdriver in your eye looks pretty nice and

painful too

Let's see if your eyes handle more pain,

Let's see if a ballpen hurts when it sticks in your

toe,

So close your eyes, open your mouth,

Let's see if you know what a "Deep Throat" is

Did you know that it's possible to stick a rasp right

into your nose

Home is where

Your heart is

Soon your heart's dog bowl

Look at me

I said look at me

I'm gonna cut your tongue out

I guess you're better off dead

So suffocate

Don't even beg for forgiveness too late

Woho

I gonna throw up, open your mouth