Murder, all guts, all fun
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All murder, all guts, all fun
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A kick in the head, a gouged out eye
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Your intestines explode and your eyeballs pop
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And the taste of your blood will drive me on
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You see I get what I want, and I want when you bleed
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'Cause the things I can cause have the seal of the dead
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In humanity's fading glow
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All Murder, All Guts, All Fun
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Whose little arms encircle me to make me think of love
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Whose supple body aims to be a limbless bloody stump
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Do you, do you, do you realize
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That I like this thing I am
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All murder, all guts, all fun
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Because I like when chests are torn apart
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The way that heads come off
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And the way that art starts to imitate life
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At the end of a gun
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At the edge of a knife
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And all murder, all guts, all fun
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Go
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Whose little arms encircle me to make me think of love
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Whose supple body aims to be a limbless bloody stump
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Do you, do you, do you realize
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That I like this thing I am, come on I'll kill you
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All murder, all guts, all fun
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All murder, all guts, all fun
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All murder, all guts, all fun
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All murder, all guts, all fun
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All murder, all guts, all fun
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All murder, all guts, all fun
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All murder, all guts, all fun
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All murder, all guts, all fun
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All Murder, All Guts, All Fun
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| Samhain |
