Lyrics Slutmaker - Gaza

Slutmaker

«Sluts fuck better,» she said to me
So what’s with this Scarlet Letter shit?
There’s no A on your chest
Dumber than a bag of Hatebreed fans
There isn’t enough medicine in the world for my headache
But if you’d prefer, go ahead and sit on your holy hands
And wait for your stuck up 16th century rapture
A little skin and you’d
Fuck me
Just like
Anyone
Else would
As we head ignorance first
Into Armageddon
See you in hell, god damn your eyes
God damn your eyes
God damn your eyes
God damn your eyes
God damn your eyes