Wumpscut She's Dead
You lie on your bed and shake
As it starts to overtake
Into my worthy upturned eyes
I'm throwing things to her throat
I crushed her head
She is dead
I crushed her head
She is dead
She made me mad
I crushed her head
She is dead
I crushed her head
She is dead
She made me mad
I crushed her head
As she stirs in sickness sleep
They all step on her head
She is dead
I crushed her head
She is dead
She made me mad
Dead
I crushed her head
She is dead
I crushed her head
Cause they all cry for mercy
And they all had to die
