| She’s lying on the floor with blood between her legs
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| A man was beating her and compelling to sex
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| Tears in her eyes
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| Her mind was in a haze
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| But she recognised that motherfucker’s face
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| He’s the guy who’s working in the liquor store
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| The sales clerk and she’s seen him before
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| The cops didn’t believe her and said it was her mistake
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| When she’s dressing up like being on the make
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| She was trying hard to forget that night
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| But it didn’t work out she felt to dirty inside
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| Sometime solutions are difficult to find
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| Suddenly a bestial idea came on her mind
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| She called up a friend and told her the plan
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| And asked for help to kill this man
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| So they were waylaying him and punched his head
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| He lost conscious but wasn’t dead
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| When he woke up he couldn’t move at all
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| Only could watch the girls cutting off his balls
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| Blood was splatting red when he started to yell
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| Crying for his mum because it hurted like hell
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| They placed his genitals deep in his throat
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| And watched the suffocation of that fucking goat
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| All the raped women should get their revenge
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| «Kill those motherfuckers!» |
| say Pungent Stench |