Jack Off Jill - Kringle Lyrics
I got that special diseaseThat knocks the shit out of meCause when you break it, you buy it, you own it,Cause you get nothing for freeHe got that special diseaseHe eats the scabs off my kneesI've got a genocide hand on his foreheadBut he got nothing on meHe snuffs the cigarette treesHe loves my hostilitiesHe brings me flowers and candy and kringleBut that won't satisfy meI try to hate equallyThey say that's misanthropyCause when I want it, I break it, I burn it, I own it, I have it, you'll seeCollecting things that I've already ownedI'm schizophrenic when I'm on the phoneI guess that's why I'm never aloneCause I am never myselfHe wants to feed me the pentagram cerealHe puts the spoon in my mouth and I chokeHe push it farther and farther and farther downThis stuff won't fit down my throatI got that special diseaseThat knocks the shit out of meCause when I break it, I buy it, I'll own it, I have it, I love it, you'll see
