Lyrics

Maggots are feeding on yr head Necrotizing body, filled with dread You smell like shit and you look like it Excreted liquid stains on the bed Frying Dying Dead You're dead You fucked up We're confiscating Your head You can't run away And I don't care what you say The torment is here to stay And you are gonna be flayed Your skins become bratwurst gray Mommy tells you it's okay But soon in the dirt you will lay You reek of death and decay My jeans are soaked with blood vomit and piss Feed on my entrails and chew on my cysts, oh Head full of nothing but sickening thoughts Dump my body in a cornfield to rot, yeah Bile dripping Flesh is ripping Bugs are crawling Leave me rotting Lock the door So much gore I want more Life's a whore Scratched a hole into the back of yr head Fingernails stained red Bleed some more, your bloods nice and warm In your head the insects swarm Festering, slowly you decay It's time we begin the flay Don't touch your wound You'll just make it worse Mother natures making you hers Skinless face Hollow head Empty space Numb and dead Panting, squirming, dripping with sweat Cold and clammy, knife pressed against yr neck Growing closer, yet you still don't understand Why is this happening and when will it end? Soon Dizzy, nauseous, feeling weak Brain decayed to paste, motherfucker you reek Cold nails grip onto your neck Close your eyes and scream Cut him up Make him sick Slit his throat Mutilate his dick Stab his chest Rip his flesh Chop off his head Your head Now you're dead
Writer(s): Charles Asklof, Everett Bovine, Oliver Booth, Walter Swanson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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