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letra de formaldehyde - craig scissorhands

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[intro]
gore street
[?], b-tch
so much blood everywhere
i got murdered on gore street, b-tch, and i f-cking loved it

[chorus: craig scissorhands]
everything smells like formaldehyde, haha
soak you in the fluid, i won’t let you die, haha
there’s corpses in the bed that you can lay beside (ahh)
you weak ass motherf-cker, suck my d-ck and die

[verse 1: craig scissorhands]
my life full of bullsh-t, it get better, feast up on your organs
mentally distorted, i’m so f-cked beyond what’s all important, haha

[hook: craig scissorhands]
drownin’ in formaldehyde, b-tch
shoot that motherf-cker ’til he can’t twitch (yeah, hahahaha)
drownin’ in formaldehydе, b-tch
shoot that motherf-cker ’til he can’t twitch

[verse 2: yaux]
you just got yauxеd
upper sternum incision, drag a knife, but don’t need precision, uh
change in your condition, if there’s a god, will i be forgiven, uh?
this no way to be living, drag me out and change my religion, uh
kidneys fail, red p-ss and i got nowhere to go just listen
please
[bridge: yaux]
someone help me, even if i resist
i keep waking with some blood on my fists
so just please
guess i gotta change my identity
one thing that i learned, you’re not a friend of me, b-tch

[hook: craig scissorhands]
drownin’ in formaldehyde, b-tch
shoot that motherf-cker ’til he can’t twitch
drownin’ in formaldehyde, b-tch
shoot that motherf-cker ’til he can’t, haha

[verse 3: craig scissorhands]
your family gonna puke when they find out what i did
now we’re f-ckin’ even, all those times you made me sick
eyes wide open like i’ve been up huffin’
i’m here to hate-breed, you b-tches worth nothin’

[pre-chorus: craig scissorhands]
body, i hate f-ck it, i hate f-ck it
body, i hate f-ck it, i hate f-ck (hahahaha)
body, i hate f-ck it, i hate f-ck it
body, i hate f-ck it, i hate f-ck
body, i-, i ha-, fu-, fu-
body, i hate f-ck it, i hate f-ck
body, i hate f-ck it, i hate f-ck it
body, i hate f-ck it, i hate f-ck
[chorus: craig scissorhands]
(hahaha)
everything smells like formaldehyde, haha
soak you in the fluid, i won’t let you die, haha
there’s corpses in the bed that you can lay beside (ahh)
you weak ass motherf-cker, suck my d-ck and die

[outro]
trap-a-holics
you’re on gore street, b-tch
gore street
you’re on gore street, b-tch
i’m now beginning the post mortem autopsy
um, oh, what’s this? he had a giant d-ck in his b-tt

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