Hatebomb
Hatebomb - Open Wound lyrics
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Open wound, blood spills. Your ass's stretched – in my hands. I like it, but you don't. And nothing quivers on your pretty face. [Ref:] Long dead you are – cold as ice. I've reached too far – doing my vice. My methods are bizarre – I am so nice. What is done so far – you have died in cries. Open wound, no blood spills Your ass is gone – your face too. You like it, but I don't And nothing quivers on my grimy face [Ref:] Long dead you are – cold as ice. I've reached too far – doing my vice. My methods are bizarre – I am so nice. What is done so far – you have died in cries.