Six Inch Fangs (Explicit)

You look just like your mother with those eyes of white

You look just like your father with that jet black stare

I go where I want to go

Some of us wish and some of us know

I prove what I've got to prove

'Cause some of us win and some of us lose

Jack with a ratchet, banging at the door

Trying to start a trend on the bathroom floor

White picket fence and a pony outside

The neighbors get their quarters out looking for a ride

And one little boy steps up to the front

And he doesn't say a word and he looks like shit

Reaches in his pocket and pulls out a rabbit

With glowing red eyes and six inch fangs

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

You look just like your mother with those eyes of white

You look just like your father with that jet black stare

Jack with a ratchet, banging at the door

Trying to start a trend on the bathroom floor

White picket fence and a pony outside

The neighbors get their quarters out looking for a ride

And one little boy steps up to the front

And he doesn't say a word and he looks like shit

Reaches in his pocket and pulls out a rabbit

With glowing red eyes and six inch fangs

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything

I'm sorry about everything