3 years ago
Kids' Next Gore
Lyrics
Gather all the kids playing in the streets
Bring 'em inside for a tasty treat
Mom and dad fell into a permanent sleep
I'll never ask again what's for dinner to eat
Here come the kids' next gore. Into your heart we bore
Flesh hanging from my baby teeth, I can't stop craving for human meat
Blood on my hands, and blood on my feet
The neighborhood's alive with a frenzied feast
We eat our veggies, we don't care, we ate grandma out of her wheelchair!
Writer(s): Brother's Creeper
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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