Benadryl Angyl

Sematary

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Benadryl angel, yeah
H-H-Hauntaholics, real Haunted Mound
Go, go
You know we rocking, bitch
Haunted Mound in this bitch
Hauntaholics, you bastards
Grave Man in this bitch, yeah

Benadryl angel, Benadryl angel
Benadryl angel, I'm a Benadryl angel
Off the Benadryl, yeah, I walk with angels
In my rocker jeans, I'm thugging through the nightmare
Benadryl angel, Benadryl angel
Benadryl angel, I'm a Benadryl angel
Off the Benadryl, I don't wanna talk to strangers
Me and my gang, we'll turn your ass to angels

Baby, I'm a gangster, your boyfriend a wankster
I'm a bloody angel totin' bangers with my rangers
I don't even know if I'll make it to the morning
Creepin' down your block with my angels like The Strangers
I know I'm a weirdo, you can't tell me shit though
Grippin' on Husqvarna, ride out with my Nazgûl
Haunted Mound banging out your motherfucking stereo
I don't trust a damn soul, my B.B. belt psycho
My watch got anxiety, my chain got paranoia
Devil in my metal, mental, oh well
Swagging in my Robins, high off Oxy and Benadryl
God damn, I hope I make it to the morning
Grave Man

Mask on like Lifelover
Shout out the Grim Reaper, please, kill more cops quicker
If I were you, I'd turn back, I'm just looking out, brother
Swear I'm tryna be better, but I don't give a dahmner
I'm a oh-weller, dirty jean rocker
Coffin nail smoker and a never-stop laugher
Beaker, beaker, breaker, breaker, I'm a motherfucking tweaker
And a Haunted Mound reaper, I'm a Haunted Mound reaper
Make it, make it, don't take it
Make it, make it, don't fake it
I be going hard 'cause I'm tryna make a damn living
Past the Sematary sunset, better hold your damn breath
I don't really care if I make it to the morning
Grave Man