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If I then, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also ought to wash one another's feet
John 13:14 wants us to be servants of God physically and spiritually
My life f*cking sucks, I wish it would get better
The only thing I fit in is this triple 3x sweater
My dog don't even recognize me when I get home
I even start to recognize my fleshlight don't moan
Gaining so much weight, it's getting out of control
Gained another 10, I lost sight of my holes
When it gets tough and I buh-need to cope
I roll another doobie and I smoke up my dope
I get on the toilet and I take a shit
Whiskey bottle empty as another poopy ends
Now I need to wipe and there's nothing around
Wait, what do I do
There's no toilet paper
Actually guys, I need something
Please
Paper towels or something
Tragic
Fallen down again
I've been in this place before
I'm such a fat f*ck
Only Jesus can open my door
Went to my local church, my life is turning around
Picking up the trash from the bad side of town
Saw an old ass lady trying to cross the street
Thought I'd try to help, she might slurp my meat
Caught a text message, I need both my hands
Let the ladies go and I type my demands
Look up to see if that old broad was there
Holy shit, she disappeared out of thin air
Never in my life have I seen this before
An invisible old lady or maybe a were-dwarf
Jesus Christ got me when nobody else did
I always think of him when I'm eating and shit
This is tragic, what's happening
To my fat f*cking friend again
In a text message he sent
A picture of him eating
Kentucky fried chicken
The gravy be steaming
It looks like he just got there
Doesn't look like he's leaving
Just hope that his heart can keep up with the beating
Fallen down again
I've been in this place before
I'm such a fat f*ck
Only Jesus can open my door
This is fantastic, what's happening to my fat f*cking friend
He ain't healthy but at least he ain't on the drugs again
He wasn't at KFC, he was at the church
Fulfilling his prophecy, helping those who hurt
Showing them just what they are worth
Unlike my bitch girlfriend, when I get home
I'm gonna punch her in the head, leave a big dent
Why the f*ck did I say that
Are you mad that I accept the fact that I am a woman abuser
Confrontation diffuser
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If I then, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also ought to wash one another's feet
John 13:14 wants us to be servants of God physically and spiritually
My life f*cking sucks, I wish it would get better
The only thing I fit in is this triple 3x sweater
My dog don't even recognize me when I get home
I even start to recognize my fleshlight don't moan
Gaining so much weight, it's getting out of control
Gained another 10, I lost sight of my holes
When it gets tough and I buh-need to cope
I roll another doobie and I smoke up my dope
I get on the toilet and I take a shit
Whiskey bottle empty as another poopy ends
Now I need to wipe and there's nothing around
Wait, what do I do
There's no toilet paper
Actually guys, I need something
Please
Paper towels or something
Tragic
Fallen down again
I've been in this place before
I'm such a fat f*ck
Only Jesus can open my door
Went to my local church, my life is turning around
Picking up the trash from the bad side of town
Saw an old ass lady trying to cross the street
Thought I'd try to help, she might slurp my meat
Caught a text message, I need both my hands
Let the ladies go and I type my demands
Look up to see if that old broad was there
Holy shit, she disappeared out of thin air
Never in my life have I seen this before
An invisible old lady or maybe a were-dwarf
Jesus Christ got me when nobody else did
I always think of him when I'm eating and shit
This is tragic, what's happening
To my fat f*cking friend again
In a text message he sent
A picture of him eating
Kentucky fried chicken
The gravy be steaming
It looks like he just got there
Doesn't look like he's leaving
Just hope that his heart can keep up with the beating
Fallen down again
I've been in this place before
I'm such a fat f*ck
Only Jesus can open my door
This is fantastic, what's happening to my fat f*cking friend
He ain't healthy but at least he ain't on the drugs again
He wasn't at KFC, he was at the church
Fulfilling his prophecy, helping those who hurt
Showing them just what they are worth
Unlike my bitch girlfriend, when I get home
I'm gonna punch her in the head, leave a big dent
Why the f*ck did I say that
Are you mad that I accept the fact that I am a woman abuser
Confrontation diffuser
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Writer: Miles Anderson, Adan Bautista, Dylan Dellaquila
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