Butter
Billy Cobb
[Intro]
I consume mass amounts of butter
And I think I'm gonna die
Might as well throw me in the fryer
And just leave me there to fry
I'm on a path of self-destruction
And you've got to wonder why
[Verse]
Stepping off the clouds
I look down, my feet are on charcoal
But I don't care, I'm on fire
My skin is a forest
And we're burning it down, burning it down
We are the lost and we are the found
[Chorus]
I consume mass amounts of butter
And I think I'm gonna die
Might as well throw me in the fryer
And just leave me there to fry
I'm on a path of sеlf-destruction
And you've got to wonder why, oh why
I consumе mass amounts of butter
And I think I'm gonna die