froisku... lyrics
by Intertimensional Autisti
And you hear those wings...
a f*cking gay chef cooks for himself, not for others
he's a f*cking Froisku, nothing else
he is a Froisku, he cooks for himself
if you eat food made by him, that sh*t will kill you
it catches you, nut
the boy is crying already, ted budny
And you hear those wings...