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louisville slugger 
Yeah, I know I'm a piece of shit
Got a hundred acre wrist
Ghost Mountain, Sematary
Posted in the forest
I could never love a bitch
Jus' removed thy shift
They might find your corpse
But I still love your spirit
Fastened to the five points
I donβt care about anything
Cutters in a circle for Weeping Virgin Mary
Gotta wire Louisville mortals wanna try me
Beat him with my crucifix
Cut his fuckin' hands off
I'm living for the dead
I hope they believe in me
Crooked forest witcher
Tree house fire haunting
Took them girls' souls and locked
'em in a figurine
Chainsaw lord, I'm the Keeper Of The Trees
Silver chains blistering
Sylvia Plath seethering
Machete, Honda Civic
We be turnin' up in the trees
Sunrise, blood on me spiked bat eternal
Haunted Mound give you brain damage
Sing with me
Louisville Slugger louisville Slugger
I'm gon' beat your brain
With my Louisville Slugger
Louisville Slugger louisville Slugger
Crack ya head open give you a lil' stutter
Louisville Slugger louisville Slugger
I'm gon' beat your brain
With my Louisville Slugger
I really hate the world
I really hate the world
So Iβm gon' beat you down
With my Louisville Slugger
Iβm the wicker man burning up, Iβm Nick Cage
Bear suit rampant bashing in your brain
Chainsaw riding steamer like Iβm Leatherface
One to watch and two to bare my soul away
Riding out sawed off road warrior
Rocker jeans, black Sematary tee shirt
Swab dog, swab dog, we inglorious
Still froze when he saw
The ghost rigor mortis
Hold down hells unbinding
Bash 'em right the fuck in like The Shining
Cigarette holes through sleeves
Hundred acres into redwood trees
Cutters up nail bat striking
Holler out and the dead come rising
Rituals unforeseen
Big Louisville slug him back to sleep
Yeah, I know I'm a piece of shit
Got a hundred acre wrist
Ghost Mountain, Sematary
Posted in the forest
I could never love a bitch
Jus' removed thy shift
They might find your corpse
But I still love your spirit
Fastened to the five points
I donβt care about anything
Cutters in a circle for Weeping Virgin Mary
Gotta wire Louisville mortals wanna try me
Beat him with my crucifix
Cut his fuckin' hands off
I'm living for the dead
I hope they believe in me
Crooked forest witcher
Tree house fire haunting
Took them girls' souls and locked
'em in a figurine
Chainsaw lord, I'm the Keeper Of The Trees
Silver chains blistering
Sylvia Plath seethering
Machete, Honda Civic
We be turnin' up in the trees
Sunrise, blood on me spiked bat eternal
Haunted Mound give you brain damage
Sing with me
Louisville Slugger louisville Slugger
I'm gon' beat your brain
With my Louisville Slugger
Louisville Slugger louisville Slugger
Crack ya head open give you a lil' stutter
Louisville Slugger louisville Slugger
I'm gon' beat your brain
With my Louisville Slugger
I really hate the world
I really hate the world
So Iβm gon' beat you down
With my Louisville Slugger
Iβm the wicker man burning up, Iβm Nick Cage
Bear suit rampant bashing in your brain
Chainsaw riding steamer like Iβm Leatherface
One to watch and two to bare my soul away
Riding out sawed off road warrior
Rocker jeans, black Sematary tee shirt
Swab dog, swab dog, we inglorious
Still froze when he saw
The ghost rigor mortis
Hold down hells unbinding
Bash 'em right the fuck in like The Shining
Cigarette holes through sleeves
Hundred acres into redwood trees
Cutters up nail bat striking
Holler out and the dead come rising
Rituals unforeseen
Big Louisville slug him back to sleep

