Wasted Little Bread Boy
Little bread boy
Wanted to be toasted
He took the risk
And was roasted to a crisp
He wanted more
Until he couldn't take it no more
He asked for more
One day he died forever
He should have known
Before his life was wasted
He never knew
What he even tasted too
He wanted more
Until he couldn't take it no more
He asked for more
One day he died forever
Red eyes popped right out his head
Never stopped till he was dead
He said I can't live like this
In the bathroom he slit his wrist
For him this is not rare
To see his blood splattered everywhere
He said it's because no one cared for him
Little bread boy
Wanted to be toasted
He took the risk
And was roasted to a crisp
He wanted more
Until he couldn't take it no more
He asked for more
One day he died forever
He wanted more
He asked for more
Autor(es): King Virtue
