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Dog Fashion Disco - Headless lyrics
I, I am coming, I am coming to California to kill you I, I am coming, I am coming to rape and murder your family you, You can try and run, But there's nowhere left to hide. I will follow the sun as it sets in the west It will lead me right to you. 3000 miles and in L.A. I can't wait to see the look on your face As I put my gun up to your temple, Pull the trigger that sends you back to hell. You butchered my art and only to save a dollar, Are you ready to die my friend? Are you ready to confront the end? Like Helter Skelter And son of Sam. By the days end you'll know who I am. I spill your blood on the Hollywood Boulevard. I won't rest until your headless. You should have known I would leave you helpless and alone. You were born to be a dead celebrity. |
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