Felix Kjellberg - 12 days of drugs | Текст песни

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On the first day of Christmas
Edgar sent to me:
The recipe for methamphetamine

On the second day of Christmas
Edgar sent to me:
Two Lithium batteries
and the recipe for methamphetamine

On the third day of Christmas
Edgar sent to me:
Three liters of acetone
Two Lithium batteries
and the recipe for methamphetamine

On the fourth day of Christmas
Edgar sent to me:
Four Hydrofluoric acid
Three liters of acetone
Two Lithium batteries
and the recipe for methamphetamine

On the fifth day of Christmas
Edgar sent to me:
Five Chopped off fingers
Four Hydrofluoric acid
Three liters of acetone
Two Lithium batteries
and the recipe for methamphetamine

On the sixth day of Christmas
Edgar sent to me:
Six Chicken buckets
Five Chopped off fingers
Four Hydrofluoric acid
Three liters of acetone
Two Lithium batteries
and the recipe for methamphetamine

On the seventh day of Christmas
Edgar sent to me:
Seven Granting cash
Six Chicken buckets
Five Chopped off fingers
Four Hydrofluoric acid
Three liters of acetone
Two Lithium batteries
and the recipe for methamphetamine

On the eighth day of Christmas
Edgar sent to me:
Eight Pics of my mom
Seven Granting cash
Six Chicken buckets
Five Chopped off fingers
Four Hydrofluoric acid
Three liters of acetone
Two Lithium batteries
and the recipe for methamphetamine

On the ninth day of Christmas
Edgar sent to me:
Nine Mexicans in coats
Eight Pics of my mom
Seven Granting cash
Six Chicken buckets
Five Chopped off fingers
Four Hydrofluoric acid
Three liters of acetone
Two Lithium batteries
and the recipe for methamphetamine

On the tenth day of Christmas
Edgar sent to me:
Ten Dead prostitutes
Nine Mexicans in coats
Eight Pics of my mom
Seven Granting cash
Six Chicken buckets
Five Chopped off fingers
Four Hydrofluoric acid
Three liters of acetone
Two Lithium batteries
and the recipe for methamphetamine

On the eleventh day of Christmas
Edgar sent to me:
Eleven Cops shooting
Ten Dead prostitutes
Nine Mexicans in coats
Eight Pics of my mom
Seven Granting cash
Six Chicken buckets
Five Chopped off fingers
Four Hydrofluoric acid
Three liters of acetone
Two Lithium batteries
and the recipe for methamphetamine

On the twelfth day of Christmas
Edgar sent to me:
he made me his bitch and now he calls me Jesse

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