Tom Coffin
From a field of apples,
Comes a lonely little boy,
A boy that has no money for shows,
He says he panhandles to crush emos.
Skinny little freak,
Dancing in the center of the floor!
Take my life,
I don’t care anymore!
Long black hair, pasty white face,
Black lipstick, original race,
Offensive to some, friend to one,
60 pound girl whose world was spun.
Skinny little freak,
Dancing in the center of the floor!
Take my life,
I don’t care anymore!
Two hour bus ride, without a smoke,
T’was hard for him, to us a joke,
It was grade ten when he took his first toke,
Which didn’t go well with the Cornfield Folk.
Skinny little freak,
Dancing in the center of the floor!
Take my life,
I don’t care anymore!
The kid found Jesus, his link to peace.
The first time I saw him, I felt afraid.
Get away from me, Devil Charade.
Etched on his mind is 666, while in his heart lies the crucifix.
Skinny little freak,
Dancing in the center of the floor!
Take my life,
I don’t care anymore!
Friendly enough to share his mind,
With fear of failure left behind,
His life of death has just begun,
Because Tom Coffin is the chosen one.
Skinny little freak,
Dancing in the center of the floor!
Take my life,
I don’t care anymore!
Crazy like a mother @!#$%& bee!
Born in a coffin of hate!
Go back to your mother @!#$%$ grave!
