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a song I wrote for my friends skater-punk band.
I wish that I could think,
but instead I'll just sit and blink,
mindlessly watching the pain,
as you burn in acid rain.

I'll just smoke a joint,
until you reach that point,
where you just wanna die,
then I'll laugh as I wave goodbye.

'Cus I'm a sick twisted bastard,
spend my days getting plastered,
I'm a psycho on the hunt,
and a massive fucking cunt


You melt right in front of my eyes,
I don't care 'cus I'm too high,
Then I'll fuck Jack's ass,
'cus I don't have money for gas.

We'll drive you to the woods,
no need for masks and hoods,
you won't be going back alive,
no one ever survives.

'Cus I'm a sick twisted bastard,
spend my days getting plastered,
I'm a psycho on the hunt,
and a massive fucking cunt


I'll rip you apart with my teeth and my mind,
I'll rip out your eyeballs, so then you'll be blind,
then I'll skull fuck your socket,
shove a firework up your ass and spark it like a rocket!

Bitch you'll see,
no one forgets me,
I'm a traumatic head fuck,
....and my cock you will suck!

'Cus I'm a sick twisted bastard,
spend my days getting plastered,
I'm a psycho on the hunt,
and a massive fucking cunt
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