Lyrics Sifting

Afraid to grade. Wouldn't it be fun?
Cross, self-loss. Wouldn't it be fun?
Wet your bed. Wouldn't it be fun?
Some feel none.
Wouldn't it be fun?

Your eyes, teacher said [x3]
Preacher said.
Don't have nothing for you [x7]

Spell the smell. Wouldn't be fun?
Search for a church. Wouldn't be fun?
Wet you bed.
Wouldn't be fun? Cold and coals.
Wouldn't be fun.

Your eyes, teacher said [x2]
Your eyes, preacher said.
Preacher said. Don't have nothing for you [x7]

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Don't have nothing for you [x9]