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"Hey! Hey! He was fine, just we sell out."
They come to feast on purist man
They come to feast on mortal tan
Filling their bodies with disease
Swollen still like killer bees
For that lack from their prize
They fucked their children, staring eyes
Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): CHARLES NICHOLAS, JASON JAROSZ, RICHARD JR. MULLINS, WILLIAM MECUM
They come to feast on purist man
They come to feast on mortal tan
Filling their bodies with disease
Swollen still like killer bees
For that lack from their prize
They fucked their children, staring eyes
Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): CHARLES NICHOLAS, JASON JAROSZ, RICHARD JR. MULLINS, WILLIAM MECUM
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