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Paroles : Killing Spree
Dirtbag
Devereaux
Jackin' off again until my d**k is soft again
I do asphyxiation, I don't need no oxygen
I threw my phone in the toilet, I can not talk to them
Wasteland whippin', I don't ever have to walk again
Wearing nothing but my flesh, I feel like I don't belong here at all
When I'm playing in their blood, it's like I can hear the Dark Carnival
Something calling me, murder becoming harmony
Something crawling inside of me, want it out of me
Death a symphony, wicked sh*t is my elegy
I can't fight it, my destiny is a killing spree
First kill, it's like I lost my virginity
Second kill, I'm startin' to feel the energy
Third kill, I know they gonna remember me
I can't fight it, my destiny is a killing spree
Wearing nothing but my flesh, I feel like I don't belong here at all
When I'm playing in their blood, it's like I can hear the Dark Carnival
The Dark Carnival, the Dark Carnival
2021, people still leavin' windows open
Huh, climb in, now your b*t*h chokin'
You too, now your neck broken
Huh, and your blood gon' make a nice lotion
Your neighbors having a party, can't wait to slaughter them
Got an assortment of torture that I can offer them
I sneak and cut off the music and paint the walls with them
But got to eat me a sandwich 'fore I get off again
It's getting late, I was thinking I'm 'bout to call it in
I see a racist across the street, now I'm stalking him (Let's go)
Rebel flag on the lawn, three stabs now he's gone
His wife got booty, and I wonder if it's collagen
I twist her head 'til it's backwards and start it all again
I make her look at her butt as I stick my scalpel in
Dead eyes still shine in the halogen
Hold up a second, though, I think somebody's calling them
"Hard to answer with this f**kin' blood on my thumb. Hello?"
"Hello, I was lookin' for Randy and Susan. Are they there?"
"No, no, they're not there right now."
"Okay, well, just go ahead-"
"Where are you, though?"
"Me?"
"What's your address?"
"I'm here at the VFW on Honeydew Lane. We're doin' a Klan rally this afternoon. They're supposed to be givin' a husband and wife speech."
"Okay, well, they're- they definitely won't be makin' it, but uh, I'll see you guys in a little bit."
*c*cks gun*
Devereaux
Jackin' off again until my d**k is soft again
I do asphyxiation, I don't need no oxygen
I threw my phone in the toilet, I can not talk to them
Wasteland whippin', I don't ever have to walk again
Wearing nothing but my flesh, I feel like I don't belong here at all
When I'm playing in their blood, it's like I can hear the Dark Carnival
Something calling me, murder becoming harmony
Something crawling inside of me, want it out of me
Death a symphony, wicked sh*t is my elegy
I can't fight it, my destiny is a killing spree
First kill, it's like I lost my virginity
Second kill, I'm startin' to feel the energy
Third kill, I know they gonna remember me
I can't fight it, my destiny is a killing spree
Wearing nothing but my flesh, I feel like I don't belong here at all
When I'm playing in their blood, it's like I can hear the Dark Carnival
The Dark Carnival, the Dark Carnival
2021, people still leavin' windows open
Huh, climb in, now your b*t*h chokin'
You too, now your neck broken
Huh, and your blood gon' make a nice lotion
Your neighbors having a party, can't wait to slaughter them
Got an assortment of torture that I can offer them
I sneak and cut off the music and paint the walls with them
But got to eat me a sandwich 'fore I get off again
It's getting late, I was thinking I'm 'bout to call it in
I see a racist across the street, now I'm stalking him (Let's go)
Rebel flag on the lawn, three stabs now he's gone
His wife got booty, and I wonder if it's collagen
I twist her head 'til it's backwards and start it all again
I make her look at her butt as I stick my scalpel in
Dead eyes still shine in the halogen
Hold up a second, though, I think somebody's calling them
"Hard to answer with this f**kin' blood on my thumb. Hello?"
"Hello, I was lookin' for Randy and Susan. Are they there?"
"No, no, they're not there right now."
"Okay, well, just go ahead-"
"Where are you, though?"
"Me?"
"What's your address?"
"I'm here at the VFW on Honeydew Lane. We're doin' a Klan rally this afternoon. They're supposed to be givin' a husband and wife speech."
"Okay, well, they're- they definitely won't be makin' it, but uh, I'll see you guys in a little bit."
*c*cks gun*
