Can you feel me slide in? Can you hear your blood pound?
I will think of you in pieces, I will picture us found
My filthy mouth, well it makes my mom proud
I will bask in our disaster if it'll phase us out
Hey Carmelina, target practice is for Mexico
And I've become spectacular
Which is strange 'cause I feel dumb
Can you feel me glide in? Can you make the pig sound?
I will think of you above me always, I will picture us clowns
My filthy mouth, well it hides my clean selves
I will bask in my disaster, maybe it'll phase me out