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letra de unnatural cravings - scum (usa)

[intro: carl panzram]
i wasn’t going to rob her, or touch her, or rape her, i was just going to k!ll her. i guess it’s her lucky night, cuz i love to k!ll people. i love watching them die. (i love watching them die, i love watching them die, i love watching them die, i love watching them die, i love watching them die)

[verse 1: scum & sevill]
i can’t explain why crazy thoughts are running through my mind (my mind)
the kind of thoughts that you might find in those who are confined (confined)
inside this house with padded walls for mentally insane (insane)
although i’m drained my brain is [casually?] torn about by pain (this pain)
i’ve got these cravings in my head most people never had (had)
sometimes i wanna f-ck the dead and drink up the blood they shed (they shed)
i dread the moment i awake, contain these crazy thoughts (these thoughts)
these shots, my body’s on the ground, my shirt with bl–dy spots (the spots)
i wanna k!ll, then k!ll some more, then k!ll then k!ll again (again)
the bullet to somebodies brain might k!ll my mental pain (this pain)
so trapped my day is drenched, a pop might do the rest (the rest)
hop out the car, then pop my trunk and shoot you in the chest (your chest)
i’ll splash and shock, i’m satisfied i take out the back with yak (with yak)
i crave your blood and drink your blood, my favorite like a bath (the bath)
of course my thirst becomes the urge to take your corpse away (away)
i satisfied my bl–dy l-st, till life’s the price i pay (i pay)
[chorus: sevill & scum]
i crave f-cked up sh-t, and every time that i awake
i crave f-cked up sh-t, and someone’s life i have to take
i crave f-cked up sh-t, and let me get my butcher knife
i crave f-cked up sh-t, then i might just f-ck your wife
i crave f-cked up sh-t, i’m about to make you shout
i crave f-cked up sh-t, pulling your intestines out
i crave f-cked up sh-t, this won’t stop until i’m dead
i crave f-cked up sh-t, you don’t wanna make me mad

[verse 2: scum & sevill]
but they’re so great, i’m f-cking sick, they slowly get me off (off)
to get some head, then grab her head and then to twist it off (off)
then jack off on the headless b-tch blood gushing from her neck (her neck)
then drag the corpse inside my shack and hit it from the back (the back)
don’t have to sound so right and wrong, what gets me off is right (right)
no fight or flight in this f-cking b-tch, if you don’t seem to tight (too tight)
the fright is written on her face, she sees the latex glove (tex glove)
so spread apart, i’ll cut ya b-tch cuz i’m about to shove (shove)
the fist goes in, the fist comes out, there’s blood all on my fist (my fist)
i’ll twist the pistol inside her c-nt she scratched me now i’m p-ssed (i’m p-ssed)
you wanna scratch and try again cuz b-tch i’m not the one (the one)
i’ll wonder how you’re gonna scratch when both your hands are gone (are gone)
machete swings and that hooker screams and i lay another b-tch to rest (to rest)
chop off her arms, chop off her legs and stick it in her chest (her chest)
that shirt be off, i cut her up, i f-cked her up for good (for good)
and now it’s time to k!ll some more, i’m in the k!lling mood (mood)
[chorus: sevill & scum]
i crave f-cked up sh-t, and every time that i awake
i crave f-cked up sh-t, and someone’s life i have to take
i crave f-cked up sh-t, and let me get my butcher knife
i crave f-cked up sh-t, then i might just f-ck your wife
i crave f-cked up sh-t, i’m about to make you shout
i crave f-cked up sh-t, pulling your intestines out
i crave f-cked up sh-t, this won’t stop until i’m dead
i crave f-cked up sh-t, you don’t wanna make me mad

[verse 3: scum & sevill]
perverted cravings in my head, desires to fulfill (fulfill)
to abuse, too late and penetrate, to drink the blood i spill (i spill)
i feel my d-ck is getting hard, your urge to twist and bust (and bust)
i must poke out this b-tches eyes then in the hole i bust (i bust)
and bust a nut inside her skull while she is still alive (alive)
i strive to drive this b-tch insane, this patient can’t survive (survive)
i spread her legs, insert my fist and then i count again (again)
i feel the rush inside my brain like if i smoked cocaine (cocaine)
so stop, pick up and lock me up, my sickness has no cure (no cure)
my mind is rotting from within, my cravings are impure (impure)
my brain goes pop until i drop so get your f-cking gun (this gun)
just give me the mind and do not try to go and make me run (me run)
thought i was driving me insane, one who makes me do those (those things)
they saved a seat for me in h-ll now satan spreads his wings (his wings)
he’s gonna come and sn-tch my soul, my pain will still remain (remain)
and still i’m gonna be enslaved by cravings in my brain (my brain)
[chorus: sevill & scum]
i crave f-cked up sh-t, and every time that i awake
i crave f-cked up sh-t, and someone’s life i have to take
i crave f-cked up sh-t, and let me get my butcher knife
i crave f-cked up sh-t, then i might just f-ck your wife
i crave f-cked up sh-t, i’m about to make you shout
i crave f-cked up sh-t, pulling your intestines out
i crave f-cked up sh-t, this won’t stop until i’m dead
i crave f-cked up sh-t, you don’t wanna make me mad

[outro: carl panzram]
i have no desire whatsoever to reform myself. my only desire is to reform people who try to reform me. and i believe that the only way to reform people is to k!ll ’em. (is to k!ll ’em, is to k!ll ’em, is to k!ll ’em, is to k!ll ’em, is to k!ll ’em, is to k!ll ’em, is to k!ll ’em, is to k!ll ’em, is to k!ll ’em)

- scum usa

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