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Muerta
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Muerta was released on July 31, 2012 by Serial Killin Records as a part of the album Muerta
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AlbumMuerta
Release DateJuly 31, 2012
LabelSerial Killin Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM149

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Razakel; Sicktanick
Razakel; Sicktanick
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Razakel; Sicktanick
Razakel; Sicktanick
Composer

Lyrics

I'm so dead inside, you can go ahead and call me a stillborn
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
Ripped and then torn
Deadly like Damien Thorn
Yes, I'm dead but don't you mourn
Your life is meaningless, I'm so death obsessed
Ending lives is what I swore
You've been forewarned
Yes, I've developed the instinct to kill
Better tuck your balls back in
I'll terminate you, test me, I will
The queen is back so kneel
Your existence I will steal
It's a thrill, I love how it feels
Witness death close, it makes life so real
Now bring that motherfucking beat in
I keep killing these foes like all of
These hoes that I just keep on beating
It's an emergency, better call someone, 911
As your life fades away, I masturbate with scissors 'til I cum
Run, rabbit, run
Before my gun hits your temple
I'm unpredictable, I'm very temperamental
You better fear me, my motives are detrimental
Estoy muerta adentro
Compasión no lo siento
I know you wanna be dead just like me
Pull out the switchblade, slice precisely
I know you wanna be dead just like me
Just like me, just like me
I know you wanna be dead just like me
I fantasize daily and stalk nightly
I know you wanna be dead just like me
Just like me, just like me
Dead is what I am
Nothing inside I could understand
I could give a fuck less, I could give a damn
The pain that you bear, the pain you can stand
From heaven I'm banned
Obey all my commands
You can't escape, I'll lure you in like a pedophile in a van
I'm the queen of the damned, that wretched harlot
Empty inside, my blood runs cold, I'm heartless
They all remain so clueless, as if
I'm a killer in disguise that you can't see, too good to quit
Can't wash it out of my system
It's deeply inoculated
It gleams bright in this world where the colors have faded
I'm jaded, my ritual sacred and creative
Your life seems to be mine and nobody can save it
I'm like Thomas Browne Hewitt when you're down in my basement
Dismember your body and from the ceiling you're hanging
The taste of death, I crave it, it keeps me motivated
I'll leave your body mutilated
Step closer, I'll demonstrate it, yeah
I know you wanna be dead just like me
Pull out the switchblade, slice precisely
I know you wanna be dead just like me
Just like me, just like me
I know you wanna be dead just like me
I fantasize daily and stalk nightly
I know you wanna be dead just like me
Just like me, just like me
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore
And I hold within my hand
Grains of golden sand
How few, yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep
While I weep
Is this nothing but a dream within a dream?
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore
And I hold within my hand
Grains of golden sand
How few, yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep
While I weep
Is this nothing but a dream within a dream?
I know you wanna be dead just like me
Pull out the switchblade, slice precisely
I know you wanna be dead just like me
Just like me, just like me
I know you wanna be dead just like me
I fantasize daily and stalk nightly
I know you wanna be dead just like me
Just like me, just like me
Written by: Razakel; Sicktanick
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