Cuntspiracy Lyrics

Do not disturb, already disturbed
if you ask me, i prefer to fuck the interred
they never complain and they're easy to lay
and as a bonus they're wet from decay
DECAYING FLESH

man i can't believe how much she got inside my fucking head
so to get my fix i press my face against the bleeding bed
i start to think that all the blood might give away what happened here
it's a small price i have paid for a headspace that's finally clear

This is for all the girls that get straight inside your fucking head,
smile, and fuck you till you believe every word they've fucking said
make you believe you've got some kind of worth
they'll all end up the same, a disturbed patch of earth

"It's not you, it's me" she said
now i'm sticking my cock in that hole in her head
it's not you it's me who's carrying the gun
as i shovel both barrels down the back of her tongue

Gunshot residue separates flesh
blow my load in the hole that's left
"it's not you, it's me" she said
i've replaced her lies with shotgun lead

I'm psychotic, deranged and i'm fucked in the head
with the corpses of hookers i've tied to my bed
slicing and dicing and all just to maim
chopping and hacking to practice my aim