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letra de save your voice - scum (usa)

[verse 1: scum]
hey, new prey, can i get your name till you are assigned a number?
to replace that name, wanna play a game when you hide the large cucumber?
gonna hold you underwater b-tch, either drown or learn to please me
and i’m hard to please, better know that tease, though obedience will appease me
and i needs me someone just like you ’cause you’rе better than the last onе
the other one was fine, but i made her mine, and blast it was a fast one
to escape the rape and to come up dead when i found her in the morning
right above the mantle, nailed her head to the wall, recall my warning
when i said you’d never get to leave, what i meant is dead or living
you belong to me so your family gonna pay if you stop breathing
and i won’t befall, though alive no more, got replaced by your little sister
mighta heard her screaming late at night when i like to come and fist her
so you better not think and you better not try to decide for yourself when you’re gonna go die
no more freedom of choice, no more letting you pick anything anymore, all you’re getting is d-ck
i’ma stick to a plan, i’m a sick evil man
you will die by my hand, only question is when?
motherf-ck the way, i already know how i’m gonna take your life so why the f-ck not now?

[chorus: scum, damien quinn, and smallz one]
call for help all you want but they still can’t hear you (ha!)
live in these four walls you could slowly die (die, die, die)
all alone, i won’t let anybody come near you (ha!)
save your voice for those times when i’m making you cry (cry, cry, cry)

[verse 2: damien quinn]
still hear a scream through the panels of my wall
i try to od off adderall
for some reason her voice still calls
but i got a knife and i will not stall
maul her face like pizza, dead limbs in a freezer
ever seen a body hacked up, baby boy, i’m finna teach ya
preacher of this cult sh-t (cultsh-t!)
’til you’re stomped into a bowl b-tch
i can smell your bullsh-t
your mouth looks like a toilet
all i see is feces, do you really wanna go and beef with me?
i’ll pull the piece, unleash the beast
leave your brains right in the streets
robb stark’s in this creep show
baby watch me creep slow
take this razor blade and f-ckin’ shove it in your throat
make a coat from your skin, lsp for the win
when they ask where i’ve been, probably in a loony bin (ha ha!)
never drink juice and gin, just jägermeister
had to decapitate her ’cause you know i couldn’t wife her
yeah i f-ckin’ piped in (d-mn!) right after she died
a madman with a bad plan to rip out her insides
[chorus: scum, damien quinn, and smallz one]
call for help all you want but they still can’t hear you (ha!)
live in these four walls you could slowly die (die, die, die)
all alone, i won’t let anybody come near you (ha!)
save your voice for those times when i’m making you cry (cry, cry, cry)

- scum usa

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