Song | Joined At The Ass - normal |
Artist | Cattle Decapitation |
Album | Homovore |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Astor, Ryan, Serbian | |
Freak of unthinkable proportions | |
Perfect candidate for abortion | |
Future double-suicide from shotgun blast | |
Rectally twins-and joined at the ass | |
Some things deserve to die | |
Severed siblings with a surgical knife | |
Buildup of waste at articulation | |
Installed colostomy for shit irrigation | |
Purchased for science and mutant research | |
Human guinea pig | |
Waste not, want not | |
How can there be a god | |
That brings atrocities to its creation | |
Born into hell-mandatory torment | |
Biologically malformed, existance is futile | |
We bring disease | |
And physiological agony | |
Nobody ever said that life was easy |
zuo qu : Astor, Ryan, Serbian | |
Freak of unthinkable proportions | |
Perfect candidate for abortion | |
Future doublesuicide from shotgun blast | |
Rectally twinsand joined at the ass | |
Some things deserve to die | |
Severed siblings with a surgical knife | |
Buildup of waste at articulation | |
Installed colostomy for shit irrigation | |
Purchased for science and mutant research | |
Human guinea pig | |
Waste not, want not | |
How can there be a god | |
That brings atrocities to its creation | |
Born into hellmandatory torment | |
Biologically malformed, existance is futile | |
We bring disease | |
And physiological agony | |
Nobody ever said that life was easy |
zuò qǔ : Astor, Ryan, Serbian | |
Freak of unthinkable proportions | |
Perfect candidate for abortion | |
Future doublesuicide from shotgun blast | |
Rectally twinsand joined at the ass | |
Some things deserve to die | |
Severed siblings with a surgical knife | |
Buildup of waste at articulation | |
Installed colostomy for shit irrigation | |
Purchased for science and mutant research | |
Human guinea pig | |
Waste not, want not | |
How can there be a god | |
That brings atrocities to its creation | |
Born into hellmandatory torment | |
Biologically malformed, existance is futile | |
We bring disease | |
And physiological agony | |
Nobody ever said that life was easy |