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from I Spit On Your Grave Vol 2. by Switch
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And I fucked her raw/ hard blood lubricant
I had to let her thaw/ I was losing it
Cutting her with this saw/ I’m abusing it
Cracked her fucking jaw/ your amusing miss
She didn’t have a flaw/ except for the limbs
Broken wrist like a paw/ the pealing of skin
I’m breaking every law/ weak she’s nice and thin
Gladly commit this sin/ cramming her in the bin
And her eye balls missing/ that’s tonic and gin
Those two just keep talking/ Happy with a grin
Bent in half broke the spine/ started from the shin
Got her tangled just fine/ ended with the chin
Wanted her to be mine/ call the next of kin
Wanted to see her swim/ beside the skeletons
So I called her kim/ forgot my medicine
So she called me slim/ she’s like venison
her wrist i’ll keep slitting/ the blood keeps dripping
i can sense the friction/ every time I’m kicking
This was more his idea/ feelings like I’m slipping
he slumbers in my head/ he’s what I’m spitting
awake when I’m in bed/ they say I’m tripping
I’m skipping and ripping/ hitting and splitting
I’m digging and nipping/ sipping equipping
the mind with evil thoughts/ feeding the demon
Whiskey with several shots/ for no real reason
have her hair all in knots/ it’s hunting season
the pillows on her face/ winter it’s freezing
i feel her decreasing/ weak and low breathing
started in the evening/ now she’s just dreaming
painless with no meaning/ died and just bleeding
Before she was screaming/ face to the ceiling
This was more his idea/ this is his dealing
I mean I’m not squealing/ but I’m petrified
She won’t be recognized/ cause of restless lies
A fucking genocide/ cause she’s not alone
Killing with pesticide/ it’s intensified
The back yards full of graves/ unidentified
Bodies different shapes/ short tall any size
We have so many tapes/ so many bones break
Now I walk with the shakes/ theres so much at stake
Many different lakes/ and blacked out drapes
And some close escapes/ to many on plates
Lots with a broken face/ didn’t know her place
There are no pearly gates/ shut up it’s to late
There are no pearly gates/ shut up it’s to late
Raw/Thaw
Saw/Jaw
I had to let her thaw/ I was losing it
Cutting her with this saw/ I’m abusing it
Cracked her fucking jaw/ your amusing miss
She didn’t have a flaw/ except for the limbs
Broken wrist like a paw/ the pealing of skin
I’m breaking every law/ weak she’s nice and thin
Gladly commit this sin/ cramming her in the bin
And her eye balls missing/ that’s tonic and gin
Those two just keep talking/ Happy with a grin
Bent in half broke the spine/ started from the shin
Got her tangled just fine/ ended with the chin
Wanted her to be mine/ call the next of kin
Wanted to see her swim/ beside the skeletons
So I called her kim/ forgot my medicine
So she called me slim/ she’s like venison
her wrist i’ll keep slitting/ the blood keeps dripping
i can sense the friction/ every time I’m kicking
This was more his idea/ feelings like I’m slipping
he slumbers in my head/ he’s what I’m spitting
awake when I’m in bed/ they say I’m tripping
I’m skipping and ripping/ hitting and splitting
I’m digging and nipping/ sipping equipping
the mind with evil thoughts/ feeding the demon
Whiskey with several shots/ for no real reason
have her hair all in knots/ it’s hunting season
the pillows on her face/ winter it’s freezing
i feel her decreasing/ weak and low breathing
started in the evening/ now she’s just dreaming
painless with no meaning/ died and just bleeding
Before she was screaming/ face to the ceiling
This was more his idea/ this is his dealing
I mean I’m not squealing/ but I’m petrified
She won’t be recognized/ cause of restless lies
A fucking genocide/ cause she’s not alone
Killing with pesticide/ it’s intensified
The back yards full of graves/ unidentified
Bodies different shapes/ short tall any size
We have so many tapes/ so many bones break
Now I walk with the shakes/ theres so much at stake
Many different lakes/ and blacked out drapes
And some close escapes/ to many on plates
Lots with a broken face/ didn’t know her place
There are no pearly gates/ shut up it’s to late
There are no pearly gates/ shut up it’s to late
Raw/Thaw
Saw/Jaw
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from I Spit On Your Grave Vol 2.,
released December 10, 2013
Mixed/mastered by: Notebook
Produced by: Mad Money
Mixed/mastered by: Notebook
Produced by: Mad Money
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Switch
Switch is known for bringing out the horrific side to any story. He touches base on topics such as scenarios created from horror movies, as well as situations of hopelessness, murder, rape, and death. When he is not creating songs such as those, he is making other pieces touching upon topics such as relationships, prevailing over bullying and just life in general. ... more
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