Gutless         
             
All my friends are embryionic 
All my friends are dead and gone 
All my friends are microscopic 
All my friends wake up alone 

Girl germs eat your little virus 
Revolution come and die 
Will you lead us into virus 
Sleep with me, wake up alive 

Gutless 
You're gutless 
You're gutless 
You're gutless 

You can try to suck me dry 
But there's nothing left to suck 
Just you try to hold me down 
Come on, try to shut me up 

Step and fetch, grease my hips 
I don't even have to part 
I don't really miss God 
But I sure miss Santa Clause 

Gutless 
You're gutless 
Gutless 
Your untrust

             
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