Mapper: Arcaea_Cytus_Deemo
It was the middle of class and the teacher wasn’t lookin’
Kelly had a fat ass and trouble was cookin’
She had a boy wrapped around her finger tight
I fell in love with him, but he wasn’t in my light
The teacher gave me notes to go out and give Kelly
She was kissin’ Brandon, I got jelly
I wanted to be in her shoes for one day
I just waited ’til recess to make her pay
Mommy, why do I feel sad?
Should I give him away or feel this bad?
“No, no, no, don’t you choke”
Daddy chimed in, “Go for the throat”
For the throat, for, for the throat
Daddy chimed in, “Go for the throat”
For the throat, for, for the throat
Daddy chimed in, “Go for the throat”
For the throat, for, for the throat
Daddy chimed in, “Go for the throat”
For the throat, for, for the throat
Daddy chimed in, “Go for the throat” (class fight)
For the throat, for, for the throat
Daddy chimed in, “Go for the throat”
For the throat, for, for the throat
Daddy chimed in, “Go for the throat” (class fight)
Her face was fucked up and my hands were bloody
We were in the playground, things were getting muddy
The teacher broke us up after I broke her
And my one true love called me a monster
Mommy, why do I feel sad?
Should I give him away or feel this bad?
“No, no, no, don’t you choke”
Daddy chimed in, “Go for the throat”
For the throat, for, for the throat
Daddy chimed in, “Go for the throat”
For the throat, for, for the throat
Daddy chimed in, “Go for the throat”
For the throat, for, for the throat
Daddy chimed in, “Go for the throat”
For the throat, for, for the throat
Daddy chimed in, “Go for the throat” (class fight)
For the throat, for, for the throat
Daddy chimed in, “Go for the throat”
For the throat, for, for the throat
Daddy chimed in, “Go for the throat” (class fight)
