Give up your ghost don't be afraid. Little pain will go away. Give up your ghost don't be ashamed. Bite the barrel, pull the trigger. . Goodbye to this cruel world, of mine.
Get your dead on. . Drug...Face...Loved by no one. Little miss white trash America. Dead...Head...Loves no one. Get your dead on. Get your dead on. . White trash devil girl.
Goodbye to you. And the stupid things you do. Goodbye to you. Goodbye to everything you do. Goodbye to you. It's always goodbye to you.
The sun is up good morning to me. It's gonna be a perfect day. While everybody else sleeps. I've got a smile on my face. Because I know I'm alive. It's a feeling inside.
Hardcore morgue whore. Undead porn star is born. Hell in high heels and ready to die. Black leather victims, nobody survives. . Yeah, she's the anti-one.
[Mistah FAB:]. Yup... Ok, you know down south mang y'all get crunk man, where I from man, they go yellow bus mang, Stupid Dumb Retarted mang Mista FAB and Squeeze Ya-did-a-ma-jig?.
It's late at night and I can see you're tense. When we both get off the bus. It's a fucking shame we have to be raised. To fear and mistrust. . Strangers to you, dangerous to you.
Death, death. Death stomp. Motherfucker. . Death. Death stomp. Motherfucker. . Death, death. Death stomp. Motherfucker.
You're outside looking in poking your finger at me. And you know that's a really good way to lose that thing. But I'm not gonna bite this time. Cause I know that you think.
Grind your worthless corpse, motherfucker. Dead and fucking, creeping the flesh. (Fuck, yeah). Love you dead, complete forever. Corpse grinders. . Grind your worthless corpse, motherfucker.
What the fuck does it mean to acknowledge this democracy. When millons are unemployed and living in the streets. What the fuck does it mean to suck the nipple of this great nation.
Bombshell from hell. . Devil woman slut, strut your lust. God sold his soul, put the devil on the cross. Blood of the whore, dead man's desire. Skin turns red and eyes to fire.
I see the devils, I see the devils. I see the devils, bloodsucking freakshow. . Yeah, I hear those devil voices. I don't mind, I'm in hell anyway. Yeah, with the devil I'll be dancin'.
Right now I want to count all the things that make you up. One part crazy jealousy and two parts puppy love. Add a dash of outta-left field rages and you'll see.
Well you're the only key. The one that's deep inside of me. Late at night in the pale of fright I wake up only to turn on the light. You tell me all these things in the desperate creeping night.
I see the devils.... I see the devils.... I see the devils.... Bloodsuckinfreakshow. . Yeh I hear those devil voices. I don't mind I'm in hell anyway.
By the people for the little people. Here's how we like to start of the set:. Dude, where's my coke? is followed by a weak joke. That segues into vote democrat.
Winds are fake but you're over there. Didn't sit here long inside my stare. In those pale blue skies you spy the errors. Strange to see how your vision narrows.
Haunted by hatred {Haunted by hatred}. Hating ever. I will I will get you. I will I will bury you. . So I put you in your place. Down down. Beneath the living.