Scissors Paper Yah
Sleepless nights of endless torture
laying cold as you eat my dreams
haunting me with dreading nightmares
I awake gasping for my life
your rich taste is what I fucking crave
I wish to infest upon your fucking clit

I ripped your ribcage,apart to show your
to show your true self an omen to our lives
your leaking guts, showing your bloodening
your bloodening insides

the stench of your rot
rotting guts makes children cry

so tie the fucking noose
i'll kick the fucking chair
you can scream all you like slut
it wont get you anywhere
i'll bite your ears off
get the shot gun
so when i rape you
blow your brains to dust
you won't hear
yourself scream

You did this to me, this ain't no game
your made of plastic, you slut, you spastic
I know where you were
I will cut you where the sun dont shine