NFW People Are Dying To Get Sex, I'm Dying To Get Food lyrics

See you walking around with your plastic bags
You plastic face and your plastic forehead
You don't wanna choose, you don't regret
You don't regret to don't know nothing
Sure a vicious time in a false reduce in attempt to prove that you got no proofs
Everybody knows you got born to lose; you are dying to get fucked
I'm dying for food

Everyone is surely dying, and so are you

Lying in my bed I'm lying alone I don't feel sad ‘cause I got my coke

You're lying there alone in your room, half an hour later you're with your groom
Never such emptiness in such delight has ever been seen between your thighs
Everybody knows it's all the same; it's the same sad story about fucking revenge

Everyone is surely dying, and so are you
Everyone is doing nothing but trying
To get sex instead of food
But I'm not