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letra de unmarked grave - m.m.m.f.d.

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[intro]
at first local police did little. they assumed the girls were just runaways. the families did what they could to find their daughters. and then the bodies of some of the girls started showing up. they had been raped and strangled. now the families demanded answers. but the police had no leads and no suspects

[verse 1: insane poetry and scum]
i have this impulse that i can’t help i’m really tryna quell it
and it takes over my psyche and i can’t escape h-ll’s grip
embellishеd by wicked thoughts set off this uncontrollable urgе
ain’t no calmin’ my nerves i’m on the verge
so i’m up late on the prowl
lookin’ for the perfect one who will eat duct tape and bow in case she has the urge to run
restrict her we two are now about to move ’em settin’ up shop with butcher knives razors and power tools
for the next six hours abused and tortured violently
reported missing showers the news of course the irony
you didn’t plan to go out it was never your intention
now you’re beggin’ for your life tryna better your position
my cold heart don’t feel a thing as my butcher knife pierce your spleen
i’m s-d-stic i love to hear you scream
your last breath last left in a remote place where your body lays
where? in an unmarked grave

[chorus: scum, scum and insane poetry]
you can end up buried in an unmarked grave! (grave)
next to the one you married in an unmarked grave! (grave)
resting with your children in an unmarked grave! (grave)
in an unmarked grave m-th-f-cka you don’t get a headstone
you can end up buried in an unmarked grave! (grave)
next to the one you married in an unmarked grave! (grave)
resting with your children in an unmarked grave! (grave)
in an unmarked grave decomposin’ slowly with your head gone
[verse 2: scum]
yo have you seen me post this post-it on the light post?
in a neighborhood and n0body calls n0body seen
i heard from you ain’t got no clue of your location though every station got your face up on they screen
they can begin with grieving ’cause believing that you’re alive is like believing in santa claus
that is because by now you’re dead and buried at a shallow grave in a black trash bag to decompose
dispose of those that are no longer breathing
we’re equipped and seeing this hole get dug in the frozen ground
in a mountain of words that constitute through our overseeings
that is all you get to ensure that you’re never found
with a grave unmarked and a missing head that will not id you
ain’t no dental records they can use when they got no t–th
so your family we guarantee will never see you alive again well f-ck they pain it’s worth the grief

[chorus: scum, scum and insane poetry]
you can end up buried in an unmarked grave! (grave)
next to the one you married in an unmarked grave! (grave)
resting with your children in an unmarked grave! (grave)
in an unmarked grave m-th-f-cka you don’t get a headstone
you can end up buried in an unmarked grave! (grave)
next to the one you married in an unmarked grave! (grave)
resting with your children in an unmarked grave! (grave)
in an unmarked grave decomposin’ slowly with your head gone

[verse 3: damien quinn]
john doe and jane doe
you think i give a f-ck bro?
imma hack ’em up though no need for a pistol
you think that i’m shallow ’cause i put ’em in a grave so shallow
my cult members will follow when i teach ’em how to hollow
your cult is out you run your mouth but you know what lsp about
meeting triple mfd got your daughter in a slaughterhouse
crying begging for her life praying she don’t die tonight
little does she know i ’bout to f-ck her with a knife (please!)
sacrifice her to the devil i just might
i seen the terror in her eyes so i know she feels the fright
i’m with the gorefather so we’ll snuff her on skype
you really don’t think we’ll k!ll her? no don’t believe the hype
i am vision making incisions in your skin before i place you in this unmarked grave where your body stays but your soul be looking in disarray
ready for the day where you’ll never see your parents again
and the children in your town make your name an urban legend
[chorus: scum, scum and insane poetry]
you can end up buried in an unmarked grave! (grave)
next to the one you married in an unmarked grave! (grave)
resting with your children in an unmarked grave! (grave)
in an unmarked grave m-th-f-cka you don’t get a headstone
you can end up buried in an unmarked grave! (grave)
next to the one you married in an unmarked grave! (grave)
resting with your children in an unmarked grave! (grave)
in an unmarked grave decomposin’ slowly with your head gone

- m m m f d

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