You touch her! She feels your hand under her skirt. You laying her! She had a knife and so alone. Play with me! You crying like a little boy. Good boy. Your mother likes your girlfriend's corpse.
Chorus
So many promises people gave. And know it's enough. Nothing can be controlled all the time. By it, you'll be killed,killed,killed,killed...
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Father, raped yourself Finished, into your face. Mother, laughed at you Make you,eat her mom. You hanged up you mom Took out her fuckin bowels. You took a shotgun Took out his fucking brain.