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letra de other me - scum (us)

[verse 1: scum]
medications fail therapy don’t work death is all that is gonna cure me
when i go to h-ll only time will tell if the demons down there can endure me
sicker than an aids patient diagnosed with cancer
more obsessed with death than a necrophilic necromancer
dance around and out so don’t be rapping about them clubs
it’s hard to think i claim no king i’m never throwing up peace and doves
tubs full of blood and s-m-n and intestines on the floor
inside my house a legless horse crucified right out my door
i hope the gore and horrorcore let us snuff and mutilate
using a knife to penetrate and twisting a blade to seal their fate
hate everyone who isn’t down with lsp
ain’t no remorse want to leave them gutted with my three
entrees up lake cause i love to use the detective knife
i’m making him suffer for a while and then i finally take their life
her because your wife can hug your children real tight cause you only got one thing in common all of your lives will end tonight
knife is in my hand and stuffing em up with darkest dreams
carving you like some pumpkins getting turnt up by your screams

[chorus: scum]
when i look in the mirror i’m facing a k!ller that be staring me dead in my eyes
all the meat that i see is on a mass murder spree while i’m living my life in disguise
head of a monster within while doing my best to fit in and blend in cause i strive to belong
when i crawl in the hole because i’m not in control though i know what i’m doing is wrong

[verse 2: draztik]
i don’t know what i’m doing the path that i’m choosing whatever i’m doing is wrong
the faster i do it the pastor will lose it and go and plant bombs
inside of the church inside of the earth
reciting a curse because i lies for you humans is a hobby skeletons all around the closet
we gonna be completely honest you never see me be abolished
you better believe i’m ready to bleed i’m ready to keep my promise
i’m a twisted sick skitzo keeping a grip on the pistol
losing my mind have nothing but time and i’m searching for a missile to pop off
i’m ready to chop off your dome decapitation keeping it basic in the bas-m-nt of your home
be ready to face it i condone torture mutilation and death
razor blade shave your legs but today they grate your flesh
mutilating both your br–sts i never won’t rest i won’t stop til i’m laying in the casket brains blasted on the walk
creating fashion i got when you are covered in blood
mean mugs split up fiends blood makes a clean buzzer
[chorus: scum]
when i look in the mirror i’m facing a k!ller that be staring me dead in my eyes
all the meat that i see is on a mass murder spree while i’m living my life in disguise
head of a monster within while doing my best to fit in and blend in cause i strive to belong
when i crawl in the hole because i’m not in control though i know what i’m doing is wrong

[verse 3: scum]
you can call me laxative cuz i make you sh-t yourself
just like shooting up bleach i can be deadly to your health
race i jammed and ate your woe thrown into the way
then i pick my very first one and seize the one i slay
i’m grabbing a weapon at my hands i’m knocking down your door
what we need so we off your feet with a fatal hammer blow
just like me on a murder spree pain is gonna come and go
all that is left when the sun comes up is your body on the floor
pile of blood and you f-cking run until it look like a ketchup stain
what is the sh-t that is on my shirt well it’s like that sh-t’s your brain
cannot remember much i guess last night was off the hook
and then i look that surely means this somebody’s life i f-cking took
look at my eyes you won’t be ill i find remorse for what i’ve done
else you better run cause i’m progressively getting worse
n0body stop me quick i’m sick and a voice inside my brain
it’s in control taking over my soul and is making me murder again

- scum us

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