Pimples in the dark shine bright like stars
Joke's on your life, don't worry, you'll get a wife
(soon)
Blood to be praised when it comes out of your face
Soap for your skin, attempting to forgive all your past sins
Scars so deep, you can sow but you can't reap
Food makes tummy smile, but eat too much and the face goes wild
Persecution you endure, yet still you're insecure
Blame your father and your mother, your face will never get any better.
