Why is it that I wear this straight jacket
And the reasons for what
A slave for your gain, scapegoat for the pain
It's selfish--it's sickness--it's fetish
Open your mouth, two barrels down your throat
Bullets your last meal
I hate life, I hate you
Reprimanded--for your stupidity
Embarrassment--for your blindness
How do you like the taste of this life?
I'll end your life
You've reached the end, now here's your prize
A gunshot--my vengeance
A gunshot--my hate
Your demise will be... By my hands
Strap you to a chair
Beat you brainlessly
Cut you up than leave
Now you bleed for me
Your demise will be... By my hands
Fatal shots are launched
Evil found it's place
Behind the blue eyes
Of this very face
You will bleed for me
What is it? I can't hear what you say
Can't hear what you say
What is it? I can't hear what you say
The guns are in the way
And there is laughing
You don't even exist
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Fantasy Death Fetish Lyrics

Kitchen Knife Conspiracy – Fantasy Death Fetish Lyrics