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REJECTEDREYNA - MORBID CURIOSITY lyrics

Artist: REJECTEDREYNA

album: MORBID CURIOSITY


Watching people die, I swear, it's rotting up my mind
I'll just watch another vid, I swear to god that I'll be fine
All these memories in my skull, I may just want to murder
Walking down the street, I saw her smile and now I wanna hurt her
I might just follow her, it could never fucking hurt
No, she doesn't see me, I won't get caught first
If the cops hear, the tables might turn
If people on the site could do it, I could too, I'll shock her
And now I'm running, I'm sprinting at her, no lie
She screams in terror, my mind's an error, my mind
I cannot bare her, I might just kill her, that's fine
I grabbed the knife and ripped it through her throat and her spine
Now I'll never meet god, I'll go to hell and I'll rot
I saw the fat inside her flesh and that's my only damn thought
Oh yeah, I'd do it again, I'd stab her guts 'til the end
I'll go on site to find a victim, tell me, can we be friends?
In my mind now, there is no time now to run
See the gore, how the blood will spill out for fun
See the teeth drop, yo' body will rot, my son
Experience death now, this is the last round, we're done
In my mind now, there is no time now to run
See the gore, how the blood will spill out for fun
See the teeth drop, yo' body will rot, my son
Experience death now, this is the last round, we're done
It's now a nightly thing, can't sleep, she's in my dreams
I wanna tear her up again, I'll kill by any means
Now on my side of things, I've done nothing wrong
For all you know, and all I'll show, yeah, this is just a song
And now I'm on the site, I'll watch my gore for life
I wanna take his lights, I wanna take your life
I'm going out tonight, I wanna pick a fight
Do not fight back, no, I'll use more than a knife
Humans roaming streets, they're just asking to get beat
Pull the blade out of my jacket, pull the knife out of it's sheath
I'll skin his face like it's a race
I'm speeding up, won't catch a case
You can never catch this lamb mask boy
I'll shoot your sister in the brain
It's such an urge to kill, I really cannot stop it
When I see the bloody corpse, nothing's close to top it
You're inside my cellar, lock it, take your arm and then I'll drop it
Dismembering your corpse, I'm getting hard, there never is a profit
In my mind now, there is no time now to run
See the gore, how the blood will spill out for fun
See the teeth drop, yo' body will rot, my son
Experience death now, this is the last round, we're done
In my mind now, there is no time now to run
See the gore, how the blood will spill out for fun
See the teeth drop, yo' body will rot, my son
Experience death now, this is the last round, we're done
Morbid, morbid, morbid, I feel so fuckin'
Morbid, morbid, morbid, I feel so fuckin'
Morbid, morbid, morbid, I feel so fuckin'
Morbid, morbid, morbid, I feel so fuckin'

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