"F.F.A.P." as written by Michael Chaim Bloch, Kristina Lieberson, Jennifer Turner, Peter Hale and Luke Temple Breneman....
Now you are here
Father, provider
Brilliant idea for cumming inside her
Little boy champion
Salt of your skin
Nothing to do now but love what you lost in him

Anyone watching?
You made yourself sick
Trying to squeeze where your chubby don't
Fit in a hole, house is on fire
Feeling too good for the hose
The priest through a straw, holy water
Right up his nose

Are you believer or skin as in dirt?
Wet human milkshake
Freak fucking ape pervert
You quit them again
You're joining your rank
You wet father figure
The goal in the lie in you

Is anyone watching?
You make yourself sick
Is anyone watching?
You make yourself thick
Trying to squeeze where your chubby don't

Fit in a hole, house is on fire
Feeling to good for the hose
The priest with a straw, holy water
Went right up his nose


Lyrics submitted by kstemz

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