200 Stab Wounds - Itty Bitty Pieces - текст песни и слова, похожие исполнители

Kishore Kumar Hits — 200 Stab Wounds - Itty Bitty Pieces текст песни

Исполнитель: 200 Stab Wounds

альбом: Slave to the Scalpel

All the pus, pours through her nose
In even flows
To experience the taste is all I know
Down the hatch it goes
Rotting femurs, gurgling guts
Fill my conscience with vicious lust
Turn your bones into dust
Flay your skin into mush
♪
Turn your bones into dust
Flay your skin into mush
Cut you up into itty bitty pieces
I'll save you for lunch
♪
For lunch
♪
Slave to the scalpel
Blood on my hands
Remains scattered lifeless
On my nightstand
♪
Gagging
Dissecting, you

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