YOU SICK AND TWISTED PRICK
SO WASTED YOU CANT EVEN LIFT YOUR DICK
WITHOUT THE HELP OF A CHILD WHORE
WHO COULD TURN A TRICK AT AGE 4
DO YOU LOOK IN THE MIRROR ASSHOLE
AND WONDER WHO HAS YOUR SOUL
YOU PREY TO THE DEVIL
FIND LIFE IN A BOTTLE
PLACE LITTLE HANDS ON YOUR THROTTLE
SEEKING FOREPLAY FROM A SMALL CHILD
DO THAT THING YOU DO WHEN YOUR WILD
YOU DONT WANT TO KNOW MY THOUGHTS FUCKER
AS I PLAY THE LEECH, YOUR COCK SUCKER
A CHILDS FANTASY WHILE GIVING HEAD
IS SOMETHING CLOSE TO YOU BEING DEAD
WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF I BIT RIGHT THROUGH
AND TOOK A PIECE RIGHT OFF OF YOU
YOU TAUGHT ME NOT TO FEAR BLOOD COMING OUT
AND IF IT WAS YOURS I PROMISE I WOULDNT SHOUT
YOU’D BE TOO EMBARRASSED TO EVEN TELL
YOU LOST CONTROL OF YOUR BITCH, O WELL
LET ME TIE YOU UP FOR ONCE AND THEN LEAVE YOU FOR DAYS
DRUG YOU UP WITH SOME UNKNOWN CHEMICAL HAZE
DISTORT YOUR MEMORIES WITH HALLUCINATIONS, IS IT A DEAL?
YOUR STORIES SO UNBELIEVABLE THAT NO ONE WILL SEE THEM AS REAL
IN A CHILDS FANTASY SHE’S NO LONGER THE VICTIM ITS TRUE
BUT THATS WHAT YOU DENIED ALL ALONG DIDNT YOU
WRITTEN BY LIZ AGE 16
C2009
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