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Bodysnatcher
Bodysnatcher
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Whited
Chris Whited
Songwriter
Kyle Shope
Kyle Shope
Lyrics
Kyle Carter
Kyle Carter
Lyrics
Kyle Medina
Kyle Medina
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Whited
Chris Whited
Producer

Lyrics

What's up, bitch? Fuck you! It's too fucking late Weakness is engrained into your being We all finally see you Nothing but an insecure coward Don't let that tongue get your teeth smashed out Dragging me down (down) Your path no more (more) How did you even get this far? Holding onto everything you've done Until it suits your agenda Flip the script and see the shit you do Keep my name out of your filthy mouth Now, I smash my knuckles into bone And it still doesn't satisfy I can't lie (I can't lie), I wish nothing but pain for you White noise Without sight And alone I can't deny your wish you had died today I can't say if I'll be able to restrain myself Don't try to beg for help I promise you, it'll come close King of the rats A title too good for the scum that you are King of the rats I'll keep you alive, so you can live with your fucking scars Carry them with you forever You fucking maggot King of the rats
Writer(s): Kyle Stanford Shope, Kyle Mckinley Carter, Christopher Lane Whited, Kyle Clarke Medina Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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