Thursday, November 24, 2011

Canadian punk

"I don't like the name tag between your toes.
I don't like the snot running out of your nose.
I don't like the stains on your pantyhose
just your cold stiff body when I hold you close.

I love rigor mortis when it just sets in.
I know where you're going, I don't care where you've been.

A pillow in a coffin's just as good as a bed and
baby how I love it when you fuck me dead.
Baby how I love it when you fuck me dead"

Forgotten Rebels, "Fuck Me Dead"


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