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Angelspit Glitchbomb


I snort bricks, through a gold straw Been outta work since 84 (My) diamond machete, turns wrong to right Can't see the bacon, for the pigs in flight

Fat roll of hundred dollar fuses Stuff 'em in the mouth of a fine Jamaican

You've been bottle fed, dropped on your head Don't care if you bleed in bed Skinny dip in a sea of razor blades I am your tongue, this is what you say

New York City Glitch Bomb - Obliteration! Peak hour compression - Obliteration!

Now you're busily rotting away To leather, sticks and insanity The charming boy, a train wreck hymn His life has become a coping mechanism

Hey buddy, got a match? Gets me in the mood for obliteratin'

Butterfly with iron cross wings A smile slides across my canines Golden cannon, letter from Kurt I got something to tell you and it's gunna hurt

New York City Glitch Bomb - Obliteration! Peak hour compression - Obliteration! New York City Glitch Bomb - Obliteration! Human Liquidation - Obliteration!



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