I'm dying from my own disease, I'm a villan, I'm a murderer and the victim is
me
I've got a date with fate and I just can't wait, I'll see you all down at the
morgue
I need some coffee, a corpse and a cigarette just incase that I get bored
Red, white and bruised and bathed in sin, I've been through hell and back
again
Bury me now and say it's the end, oh my god, look at what the bats dragged in
I'm pissing into the wind, I got a face full of it, lick my lips and do it
again
My claim to fame is I've got no shame, a corpse is a corpse of coarse
I've got a hand full of nails and a crucifix, just incase that I get bored
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