Lyrics McDahmers - Macabre

McDahmers

The ketchup was blood
The mustard was pus
Inside the closet
Was pickled private parts
McDahmers — Isn’t your kind of place
McDahmers — It’s not a happy place
McDahmers — He’ll boil off your face
McDahmers — You’ll never leave his place
The nuggets were testicles
The mayo was cum
The burgers were biceps
That he ate with condiments
McDahmers — Isn’t your kind of place
McDahmers — It’s not a happy place
McDahmers — He’ll boil off your face
McDahmers — You’ll never leave his place