Twitch don't mind if you kick him in his throat Don't mind if you steal all his money Don't mind if you gouge his eye He doesn't care about the way he's treated
Don't mind if you rape his woman His pride is a thing of the past So weak he can hardly muster a breath His only wish is not to starve to death
Twitch is flaking apart piece by piece All pearly whites crumble from his gum They're rotted through and stink of rum
