Letra da Música: Dirty Kids - Betty's Trash

Oh my god! - I dont need this
i wont stop - cuz i fiend this
need to touch - all the meanest
make out queen's wrist

if i care - i dont mean it
i seek out - the uncleanest
visual aids - of the meanest
make out queen's wrist

dirty kids stay sick like a virus
dirty kids always creep up inside us
dirty kids stay away from me
dirty kids always aim to please

now yr stuck- in the best mess
when u go down - on the sickness
undepressed - but still obsessed with the
make out queen's wrist

all set up - to degrade
when yr lust - starts to fade
back to love - cuz i made the
make out queen pissed

one sting, two bites, still fade, on your nite
my wrists, too tight, cuz yr stuck in my life

get out of my life, cuz yr not right
get out of my life, cuz im still unclean

im still unclean cuz u make me fuck