GORE PARTY Craig Scissorhands (Ft. BissiBoi)
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[Intro: Craig Scissorhands]
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Ahh
[Chorus: Craig Scissorhands]
I’ll bet you wish that you could take it back
I might make incisions to his face and rip his skin off last
And none of us are okay, if I could, I wouldn’t take it back
And none of us are okay, if I could, I wouldn’t take it back
[Verse 1: Craig Scissorhands]
Beat down, boy inside the dog pound now
Look at me the wrong way, your eyes get gouged out
I might sew your mouth shut so you can’t talk now
I just threw a scent out, now you getting ripped by dogs now
Feeling so negative when I crawl into the woods, and I think I’ma die alone
Really hoping that you walk in the slaughterhouse
I’ma harvest all his limbs when I cut him down
If he talking out his neck, then I shut him down
All these voices in my hеad, gotta shut ’em out
I’m in the woods with my chainsaw, I run ’em down
Gеt him strangled, he gon’ cry for his mother now
I’m the butcher, I’m the slasher, I might get your face cut faster
Treat us both like bastards, so his skin get ripped off like the raptor
Take his lifeless body and I crucify it, I’m the pastor
Hang him from a tree if he gon' talk to me like I don’t matter
I don’t ask no questions, get to cuttin’, I don’t got no manners
If he doesn’t use his brain, then I might bust it with a hammer
If he doesn’t die within a second, then I stab him faster
If he doesn’t die within a second, then I stab him
$TRANDED ($TRANDED)
Ahh
[Chorus: Craig Scissorhands]
I’ll bet you wish that you could take it back
I might make incisions to his face and rip his skin off last
And none of us are okay, if I could, I wouldn’t take it back
And none of us are okay, if I could, I wouldn’t take it back
[Verse 1: Craig Scissorhands]
Beat down, boy inside the dog pound now
Look at me the wrong way, your eyes get gouged out
I might sew your mouth shut so you can’t talk now
I just threw a scent out, now you getting ripped by dogs now
Feeling so negative when I crawl into the woods, and I think I’ma die alone
Really hoping that you walk in the slaughterhouse
I’ma harvest all his limbs when I cut him down
If he talking out his neck, then I shut him down
All these voices in my hеad, gotta shut ’em out
I’m in the woods with my chainsaw, I run ’em down
Gеt him strangled, he gon’ cry for his mother now
I’m the butcher, I’m the slasher, I might get your face cut faster
Treat us both like bastards, so his skin get ripped off like the raptor
Take his lifeless body and I crucify it, I’m the pastor
Hang him from a tree if he gon' talk to me like I don’t matter
I don’t ask no questions, get to cuttin’, I don’t got no manners
If he doesn’t use his brain, then I might bust it with a hammer
If he doesn’t die within a second, then I stab him faster
If he doesn’t die within a second, then I stab him
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