Uncle Outrage Sick Puppy lyrics

I'm a sick puppy
I don't know why you love me
I'm diseased
I'm obscene
I'll face-fuck anybody

I'm a sick puppy
My mind is full of ugly
Thoughts that you thought
Would die off by thirteen

Die off by thirteen
Die off by thirteen
Die off by thirteen
Die off by thirteen

Doctors apply some topical painkillers, hold back your lashes, and poke your eyeball into its socket by pressing on the white part with gloved fingers. In some cases, they'll use a simple tool like a bent paperclip to shoehorn it back into place.

I'm a sick puppy

I don't know why you love me
I'm diseased
I'm obscene
I'll face-fuck anybody

I'm a sick puppy
My mind is full of ugly
Thoughts that you thought
Would die off by thirteen

(Please, no, I'm begging you, no, please)

-Hey babe.
-Where've you been?
-I just raped a girl.