Music: Jim Pinder/James Monteith/Rachel Aspe/Nicholas Plews/Sam Bloor/William Horsman
You're a disgrace
Where the **** are you hiding?
Behind the veil of your screen
I see
your hungry gaze
The monitor reflects your gritty face
Cowardice coated in bravery
Anonymous insisting abuse
You're such a prick
We don't want your pics
You messaged the wrong person
You thought it would turn me on
But I am numb
Your ick
Filthy tricks
Makes me feel sick
Violating creep
To every guy that sent me a dick, I hope it drops off, and you choke on it
Innocence lost
They suffer in silence
No
No consent was given
Now
Do you feel like a man
Keep
Your blistered hands in your pockets
And that maggot in your pants
You messaged the wrong person
You thought it would turn me on
But I am numb
Spit, vomit, bleach my eyes cauterize
Skin is dry, time to sterilize
Your ick
Filthy tricks
Makes me feel sick
Violating creep
Now you're losing your grip
I can show you how to live
I can show you how to live
Sever, swallow your fingers deep
Disgusting pig
Disgusting pig
Disgusting pig, now you squeal
I want to hear you ****ing squeal