Lyrics Better Off Dead - Weekend Nachos

Better Off Dead

Congratulations, you’re a fucking clone
You all look the same to me and it doesn’t look good
I don’t think you’re pretty, i don’t think you’re cute
When you open your mouth i want to put you on mute
Starvation and diets are what you condone
Tanning salons are your second home
A pound of make-up to hide your ugly face
A strain on my eyes, a human disgrace
Ugly on the inside makes you ugly on the outside
The truth is…
You’d look better hacked to chunks in a dumpster
Better off dead