Detwat, Fichigan Lyrics
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Album | Hereatt Heen Trance(2015) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Brutal Death Metal |
Labels | Sevared Records |
Album rating : 85 / 100
Votes : 1
Votes : 1
1. Detwat, Fichigan (4:04)
They're all nicely packed in my new car
With my partially eaten passport I came from the bar
I get DUIs and I'm slamming Five O'Clock hard
This city & state are so great
I love that it has one of the highest unsolved murder rates
It reaks of rancid urine
In this surrounding I can blend in my hate
A nice day to toss beer cans out my car
Today's main trip is Canada, it's not far
I take pictures of the Ambassador Bridge, a future crime scene
I cross over and over again, my wherabouts go unseen
These human pieces of meat are littered
Some whores battered, butchered all nice & neat
Slapped, crapped, whacked, wrapped
I drive the bridge on a really slow day
This particular one was a kicking lay
It was funny when some of them would pray
Out the window, the pieces go; sink this hoe, another out the window
I think that was her head; face fucked her mouth for a while so it was all red
I reach the end with no damn pieces left
A feeling so good, like winning the special olympics
Oops, I forgot to tell you about the actual murder
The rape on her was separate
She lasted a long time
By the end, her wishes for death were desperate
I went through her purse, she has an address and a kid
Guess I have to go find him
With my partially eaten passport I came from the bar
I get DUIs and I'm slamming Five O'Clock hard
This city & state are so great
I love that it has one of the highest unsolved murder rates
It reaks of rancid urine
In this surrounding I can blend in my hate
A nice day to toss beer cans out my car
Today's main trip is Canada, it's not far
I take pictures of the Ambassador Bridge, a future crime scene
I cross over and over again, my wherabouts go unseen
These human pieces of meat are littered
Some whores battered, butchered all nice & neat
Slapped, crapped, whacked, wrapped
I drive the bridge on a really slow day
This particular one was a kicking lay
It was funny when some of them would pray
Out the window, the pieces go; sink this hoe, another out the window
I think that was her head; face fucked her mouth for a while so it was all red
I reach the end with no damn pieces left
A feeling so good, like winning the special olympics
Oops, I forgot to tell you about the actual murder
The rape on her was separate
She lasted a long time
By the end, her wishes for death were desperate
I went through her purse, she has an address and a kid
Guess I have to go find him
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