Way Inside Your Throat

Get on up off your seat and Brush your hair Take a pill and Mold that smile To your face and Shine Even though that it fries me Do we even like ourselves Shoe goes on only the left foot Fingers go way inside your throat Do you even like yourself Puke comes out into the toilet Smile Even though that it kills me Do I even like myself Gloves come off Smash your fist into walls Repeatedly That'll make my day a joy Oh there's so much joy Wouldn't you believe it It's the very same The people who are dead If they had a choice They'd take it back To get a halo Wouldn't you believe it It's the other half The soul that left to die Never did I tell them to endure All the flogging