Parties Give Me Cancer
You bet your life on a piece of paper that you hand to me.
No disrespect to you honey but, why do you plant the seed?
You bet your life that it's gonna be safer than you plan to be.
So misdirect to your money, and does that give you what you need?
I know that there's a motive in your head.
I've got a running bet you don't believe anything that you read.
And so you try to remember everything that was said.
No intellect that you're fronting, and does that give you what you need?
Parties give me cancer.
Parties make me die.