It takes more than some fruit or sugar substitute
A real synthetic high, a Krispy Kreme delight

You weight my body down with words I can't pronounce
A snake I swallow whole, a hungry animal

We're picking scraps like hyenas
We're getting swindled by the dealers
You treat me like a silent killer
'Cause there's no meat without a filler

I love the garbage, the garbage (The garbage)
I love the garbage, the garbage (The garbage)
I love the garbage, the garbage (The garbage)
I love the garbage, the garbage (The garbage)