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iron maiden - krvstl lyrics

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krvstl :

the feds f*cking watch me cause i keep a f*cking rifle
take a f*cking pillow so when i shoot you, you are stifled
i’m a f*cking k!ller, i repeat the vicious cycle
they put me in the psych ward because i am homicidal
i wanna rip your organs right out by the f*cking piece
i just bombed a f*cking city and they don’t know that it’s me
i keep a knife tucked, i like taunting the police
the guns i’m toting in my pocket make me look obese
put you in an iron maiden for your f*cking punishment
you anorexic b*tch, must be checked for malnourishmеnt
you take f*cking iodine to change your blood pigmеnt
the feds are some p*ssies, i can say f*ck the government

the feds f*cking watch me cause i keep a f*cking rifle
take a f*cking pillow so when i shoot you, you are stifled
i’m a f*cking k!ller, i repeat the vicious cycle
they put me in the psych ward because i am homicidal

take a f*cking hammer, and i shatter your f*cking face
i’ma take some f*cking scissors, and your organs get displaced
semtex in the function, i blow up the f*ckin’ place
this sh*t is so f*cking boring, living is all just a waste

xyrn :
i got a nine to the back of her head
blood stains all over the bed
rip your f*ckin’ scalp off and i keep it as my trophy
when it comes to body counts, b*tch, i’m f*ckin’ wealthy
night raid on your house now and i keep it stealthy
b*tch i’m in the trenches on the c6a1 ima turn you into cat food
and i p*ss all on your corpses cuz i’m in a bad mood
sawin’ of his limbs and i hang them up as decorations
slitting all your nerves you can’t feel any sensations
b*tch i dodge the murder case, i’m on the run now
k!llin’ all the witnesses, its h*lla fun, yuh
pistol in her mouth, she crying while she takes it
f*ck around ‘n find out you get hit

i’m so f*cked up i can’t be here anymore
i’m so f*cked up can’t stop k!llin’ i want more
i’m so f*cked up i can’t be here anymore
i’m so f*cked up can’t stop k!llin’ i want more

i got a nine to the back of her head
blood stains all over the bed
rip your f*ckin scalp off and i keep it as my trophy
when it comes to body counts, b*tch, i’m f*ckin wealthy
night raid on your house now and i keep it stealthy

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