OUT DEC 15 | WWW.BODYPRISONAU.COM
LYRICS:
Got a body bag with my name tag on it
And when we get to the morgue, we're gonna celebrate the unlife of a dead man
Never was no good anyway
Don't you dare resuscitate me
I'm going home in the form of viscera
Every day, I'm surrounded by insects
vermin eating at my carcass
These so-called friends leach off of everything I have
They carry disease and have passed it onto me
I'll rid myself of these pestilent gutter rats
Take them and snap their fucking necks
So they can watch behind as I rip out their spine from their crooked backs listening to every bone crack with every swing of the hatchet blunted on mangled limbs
Watching the blood piss with a thick cloud of pink mist twisting the knife slowly so they feel every serrated inch and soon it'll be me as brain matter dripping from
the ceiling
I cannot wait to join them
RUN
Life was wasted spent on someone like me
And somehow these cunts stoop even lower than me
Somehow these cunts stoop lower than me