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biteisme - onion lyrics

i hate onions, i really really do
when i see onions, i wanna know who
made onions, in the first place
if i ever find them, they will disappear without a trace

(you’re constantly waiting+ you’re constantly waiting+ you’re constantly waiting+ you’re constantly waiting+ you’re constantly waiting+)

i hate onions, i hate onions
i hate onions, i hate onions
i hate onions, i hate onions
i hate onions, i hate onions

i hate onions, i really really do
when i see onions, i wanna know who
made onions, in the first place
if i ever find them, they will disappear without a trace
i hate onions, i really really do
when i see onions, i wanna know who
made onions, in the first place
if i ever find them, they will disappear without a trace

i hate onions yeah i hate em so much
if you eat onions, then you must be outta touch
you can fight me b+tch, get in the onion ring
and i don’t want any garlic so won’t you go ahead and swing
in the kitchen i be working every day they f+cking lurking
carolina ghosts inside of me, the plate is always jerking
full of juice, from the salad the onion and every part
and if i add another piece this sh+t is gonna fall apart
how f+cking bloated is the salad gonna get
still gonna keep going, put it all inside a net
how f+cking bloated is the salad gonna be
more than the lps created by biteisme
more bloated than edp full of them cupcakes
the mental capacity of alex’s uptakes
you stupid fat f+ck, better eat this salad
onion for a brain got you talking invalid

i hate onions yeah i really really do
i’d rather turn tinion and eat my own poo
i’d rather turn nightsparta, not even eat
this onion b+tch getting kicked to the street
this onion b+tch getting kicked out the lunch
you can tell i don’t like onions quite a bunch
but i’ll still add them in, with ham
god d+mn, i slam it like bam, you better know it’s sam

oh, i hate onions, it’s the one thing that i can’t tolerate
aside from my f+cking uncle, and the british pound to dollar rate
i can barely buy more vegetables, hope that he just doesn’t come back
i wreck the kitchen once again, with little gain, cause i keep adding more to the stack
and i’ll keep adding more ’till the salad is complete
and it better be spicy and a little bit of sweet
a delectable treat, i ain’t missing not a beat
add another piece of meat, lay it down on the sheet
cover it in egg whites, then slice a few tomatos
preheat the oven and cut a new batch of potatos
wrap it in lettuce, grate cheese, fry oil, (oh sh+t!)
i spilled water the floor, there’s no way i can sit
i gotta keep adding more, there’s no way i’m gonna quit
i gotta keep adding more, there’s no way i’m gonna quit
so i throw a towel, and spit into the sink
and a plate falls out the dishwasher with a clink

and it breaks on the floor, and i dropped a pickle
and a shard’s in my leg blood starting to trickle
but it barely tickles so i just keep f+cking going
then oven is burning the peppers but i ain’t throwing ’em
smoke alarm, cucumbers on the floor
i’m just trying to breathe, it’s a salad war
no juice to pour, i drank it all before
and stress ate m&ms i cannot recall

how i devolved into madness and clay c+n+ls
more rage than alex tryna add paperpals
400$ worth of groceries
it’s like pmsing with no ovaries
how f+cking bloated is the salad gonna get
got less water, than buckets full of sweat
the house smells like burnt coal and cigarettes
glass on the floor hints back to regrets
pour me a beer, cheers
getting so d+mn near to crying onion tears
i ain’t even cut not one onion here
i’m so f+cked up, now it’s getting severe
i hate onions, i really really do
when i see onions, i wanna know who
made onions, in the first place
i would k!ll them and eat their corpse, but in this case

i will find them and confront
mother earth smoking a blunt
puffing away, laughing at me like always
and this same onion laughter still echoing in jack’s hallways

- biteisme lyrics

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