Can you feel me slide in? Can you hear your blood pound?

I will think of you in pieces, I will picture us found


My filthy mouth, well it makes my mom proud


I will bask in our disaster if it'll phase us out




Hey Carmelina, target practice is for Mexico


And I've become spectacular

Which is strange 'cause I feel dumb





Can you feel me glide in? Can you make the pig sound?

I will think of you above me always, I will picture us clowns


My filthy mouth, well it hides my clean selves


I will bask in my disaster, maybe it'll phase me out