Third Degree Gurns by Colpocleisis Lyrics

One little, two little
Three little ketamines
Four little, five little
Six little magic beans
Seven little, eight little
Nine little lines of beak
Ending the night with a joint
Sat at home, pendulous jaw
Where should I sit?
On the couch or the floor
Spark up a biff trying to stop the spin
Let me sleep
My head's like a bin
Passed the fuck out
Spliff full of haze
While around you
The place is a blaze
It was all fun
Throwing shapes all night. Now my face is burned to fuck
And gavе me nan a fright
Passed the fuck out
Spliff full of hazе
While around you
The place is a blaze
Now I can't cover up the burns
I've got third degree gurns
Now I can't cover up the burns
I've got third degree gurns