Schubert - Better Splatter | Текст песни

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My own small town reality is boring
I need the extraordinary thrill
Exploding heads and bodies teared to pieces
But I insist on quality and skill

On Halloween I used to follow Michael
Admiring his inimitable style
And I was pleased with Jason and with Freddy
But they had no kick left after a while

My mother sent me to do therapy
So my doctor could see what is wrong with me
Splatter
Splatter
Splatter
Better splatter
Splatter
Splatter
Splatter
Better splatter

Chopped up body parts
Ripped out bloody hearts
It’s time for the crude arts
When the synthesizer starts

Oh Mom and Dad you never understand me
You even say I’m getting devilish
I’m just longing for an intensification
A chainsaw is my only Christmas wish
Splatter
Splatter
Splatter
Splatter
Splatter
Splatter
Splatter
Splatter
Splatter
Splatter
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Splatter

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