Dance Club Massacre You Bring The Bitches I'll Bring The Dynamite
I'll wash my hands with your blood just before I dine
tonight.
Sometimes when I'm with you I want to stab you in the
heart, just like Rudy from monster squad when he's
fighting them bitches in the street.
Chill out.
I don't think you're so hot when you look like you are
already dead.
I left my dirty work in the G.C. Will you be my
girlfriend? Circle yes or no. I left my heart in parts
unknown.
