Floss the carpet, put your back into it
How does it feel to be a punk?
You're such a pretty little fuck
Don't forget the one
Get a gun and get you fucked
Fuck

Read my lips
The rain is hell so far
I'm speaking with a dead man
Fucking licking point
Don't you fucking look at me

(I am)
You're on your way to the moon
It starts to explode in a bodybag
Undefeatable in the walls
Make your own fucking cake
How does it taste?
Your own cream feelings
Your own dream fillings
Your own glass ceilings
In front of me, kneeling
You bleed so good

You bleed so good
Under the trance
Carve your name into my head
I won't forget it
Now we bleed together
True love is forever
Now we bleed together
True love is forever
Now we bleed together
True love is forever
Now we bleed together
True love is forever
Now we bleed together
True love is forever
Now we bleed together
True love is forever

You missed a spot
You missed a spot

Floss the fucking carpet
(Floss the carpet)
(Floss the carpet)

Your back into it
You're paying for it
You're fucking paying for it
Floss the carpet