Lyrics (New Portland) Dolls - Death Tour

I ain't even rich
They envious of the glitz
Glitter stained fits
Damn I'm pretty bitch
Swallow all my spit
Make me believe that god exists
Chaos balanced
Bag it, count it
Bodies pilin
Ultra violent

Death Tour we like GG Allin
New Portland Dolls
Fuck the masses
Lower class brat
Young street rat
Bet she wanna live up in a fish net palace

So glam, so fashion
Two purses, pear salad
This palate, can't have it
I should be your new stylist

Sonic reduced
Vomit infused
Often refused
Nonchalant with the rules
I'm lost, fuck the cross; crossed out of the view
Blood pact boys still from a crucified crew
Told my bitch to lick my boots
If hell exists then I'm it's root
Every time we step up in a spot they see us
No idols demon
Blood red divas

Antibody superstar
That don't mean I don't fucked wit yall
I'm too bougie for the mall so I stay up in them boutiques
Take a big booty freak out to eat
At the table she told me that I had nice teeth
Think we got a winner so the dinner came free
Blood pact beast just bought Plan B

I wanna fuck myself
See you in hell
Windowless cell
My mind on take, steal, cheap thrills
Eat
Fuck
Lust
Kill

Death Tour we like GG Allin
New Portland Dolls
Fuck the masses
Lower class brat
Young street rat
Bet she wanna live up in a fish net palace

So glam, so fashion
Two purses, pear salad
This palate, can't have it
I should be your new stylist