HALLOWEEN

Push the blade in your chest, making a mess
She stay obsessed with my body, she caress
Relieve my stress, watch your head
Face to face
Don't disgrace you talking tough, but wont face the blade
So I hit you with the mac, that I spray

My body wanting yours, craving for more
Leave you feeling sore, then I kick you out the fucking door

Knock, knock, knock, knock, who could that be
Pop, pop, pop, pop, welcome to my Halloween

Kill a bitch like Ed Gein, bouta cause a fucking scene
Make you my fucking queen, only kill on Halloween
Stab you in the fucking throat
My dick makes you fucking choke
This isn't a fucking joke
You don't want the fucking smoke

You don't want these fucking hands
You claim you the man
Stuff you in my minivan
I'd love to fuck the fan

There's no point of running, I'm already coming
I can see you stumbling, feel your heart thumping
Have your blood dumping
On the hard concrete floor
Answer the door, it's me, you stupid whore



Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Simmons
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