Intestinal Disgorge - Bloated Remains lyrics

Sitting in my bathrub with dead eyes bulging Her body turns purple and black, bloating Methane gas fills her corpse, making her expand Good Thing I didn't marry her, I knew she'd get fat. The stench of putrefaction wafts into my bedroom Sweet dreams of b**hes wearing methane perfume. Insects are crawling through the cracks in the tile Maggots consume the creamy rotten flesh.