Bathroom Stall Lyrics

On the bathroom stall is the place that they draw

The bad ones, the misfits, the kids with some balls

Sprawled a dick, a good joke, a number to call

But when I pulled down my draws, I drew nothing at all

So this is my picture, had years to make a decision

On what to draw, I just knew that I would draw that shit different

Your dick tip don't have a slit, you ain't tryin

Fuck a dick, I'll switch it up and draw a vagina

Nah, I'm playin', I'll probably just put on for my last name

Or write out a quote that helped me get through my past pain

Bomb threat could get me out early on Friday

But I don't want twelve pullin' into my driveway

In nine ways, I could draw the same cat dead

Said bet, then went ahead and picked up the pen

When a voice in my head said that I gotta address

That my drawlin' abilities aren't up for the test

Then I hear from my left, hey man, are you done yet

No fuckhead, you could wait till the sunset

There's revenge to get, for myself as a rugrat

And I ain't leavin' this stall until I done that

So I, unwrap some toilet paper start on a rough draft

So I could trace the lines as it hangs from a thumbtack

Workin' real slow as I sit on my numb ass

Hopin' someone shittin' feels a feelin' that's unmatched like

Cool art, no, it came from the heart

They rip a fart in awe, knowin' I hit every mark

Not specifically me, just wanna give em' a spark

Or some imagery of truth as they're wipin' their arse

It's hard

For me to vent in this room with no vents

That smells like, human shit and cigarettes

Was goin' hard on the sketch until the paper ripped

But there's no paper left, so I can't start it fresh

You gotta do it for you

Is what the people said

From outside the door, they know what patience is

Because although they're mad, they're also curious

On what the outcome of my little scurry is

So it's time to choose, do I go for it freehand

Start somethin' now and come back on the weekend

Nothin' sittin' right with my voice of reason

And I won't do a thing if it don't have a meaning

So I won't draw the answers to the latest test

Or a girl with her tits bustin' out her dress

Shit, I won't even draw someone pitchin' a tent

I'll draw nothin' at all, cause that's the way that it went

Well, Jesus Christmas, man, it took you long enough

Yeah, I know, I'm sorry

La-da-da, big shot, let's see what you drew

Uh, no, I'm leavin

Wait a second, there's nothin' new on the wall

Who was that guy

And where's the toilet paper

Fuck him, pussy-ass bitch

Fuck that guy, fuck that motherfucker

He took the toilet paper, who is that

I said we kill him, honestly, I said we fuckin' kill him

We show up to his house, we find his family

We find his dog, we kill them all

He no longer exists

And then we'll get toilet paper from his bathroom

No, we're shittin' at his house

We're shittin' in his house