Bad Harvest - Star Chaser - Ca**ette Cartel (Bad Harvest Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1] If the woman I marry doesn't watch QI Know that I'm not in love, I've just settled (I've just settled) Boil the kettle, rid of the toxins Show her the door and open it like my dick, where the knob ends (knob ends) I've been talking to this girl on Tinder like all day This girl talk about herself that much I think I might turn gay I ask her to send me nudes, she tells me check her Tumblr b**b pic, b**b pic, b**b pic oh there's that muffler Girl I wanna get with you and cause some commotion Put my ear to your p**y, all I hear is Frank Ocean Your hands are cold, I don't think its anything to do with the lotion Matter of fact I think its that you're void of all emotion I'm sick of chasing the stars, I wanna be the one chased But even when I'm not eating out, I'm absolutely c*nt faced I'm on the fix, I can see the end, it's looking like Chris Farley If not by d**, then I'm sure to drown in all of this malted Barley This scotch has more years on it than I've marked on my calendar Controversy like Salinger, I'm a Disaster like the Challenger I've made it further than 73 seconds but I've had enough Bad Harvest, what the f**