Lyrics
a sin so guilty that it claims the hearts of
innocents and traps them on film, its filthy,
to see a girl bent over a bed, gagin and spittin'
as she gobbles his head, while they grabbin and hittin;
her ass, as her screams are masked, the creams are passed,
the pills shes taking so she can screan her past,
as he fiends she gasps, he thinks its a blast,
but he aint thinkin alas, as he came in her fast,
her prides so hurt, put the game in a cast,
she pulls up her skirt, got in the van and she crashed,
mentally, but shes physically bruised,who knew?
that her daddy never loved her, and momma wasnt home,
now shes stuck on the corner, fucking and suckin on dome,
scars like tattoos, most scream leave me alone,
cops found her dead near a payphone---,
witta not attached, sayin i shoulda stayed home,
a sin so cool that we could drain your blood
into a pool of acid and watch it evaporate,
and wen your taste buds melt from your decietful kisses,
maybe your head will explode from all my wishes,
tries and misses loaded up like miles and stitches,
a murderous rage that is released upon bitches,
locked in a cage let it feast upon dishes
of souls hearts and hope, and it grows on a slope,
and im not a dope, but i keep fallin for the same tricks,
the same lies and guess (yes) the same bitch,
but like the rest, i burry them in the same ditch,
the same headstone, with the fucking same script,
it was the same lips that gave off the same kiss,
with the shameless looks that all these lames give,
i couldnt give two shits, for a fool thats foolish,
but id still shoot my temples with the same two clips,
