H-H-H-Hauntaholics
Real Haunted Mound
Well, give me whiskey, and I'll get loaded
Feel like a stick man and I'm burning
Bitch, I'm Blair Witch, I got sigil
I'm Nicolas Cage with a chainsaw
I got big guns and they're a-blowing
I got cutters and they're a-cutting
I'ma smoke till my lungs are rotten
I'm driving nails all up in my coffin
Ain't got a passport, but I got a shotgun
Can't feel nothing, bitch, nothing at all
Try the Haunted Mound, you'll meet your maker
Off hate and gasoline, I'll ride forever
All I need is hate and gasoline
And I will ride hard forever
All I need is hate and gasoline
And I will ride hard forever
All I need is hate and gasoline
And I will ride hard forever
All I need is hate and gasoline
And I will ride until the end
Ride around, I ride around with hate in my soul
Spark a flare, watch them ghosts burn up off my Zippo
Gettin' gone, anesthesia my oxycodone
Grab my mask, I pull up with my fucking chrome though
You would think I'm HDOE the way I work the iron
Big black Cadillac, run you under my tires
I'll sleep when I'm dead, but I'm so, so tired
I wanna set the motherfuckin' world on fire
Guzzolean high, goddamn, my knife shine bright
Coming for you in the night, bitch, I'm out for blood
tonight
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