When the Kite String Pops

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]

I blew my last five on a cheap fifth of vodka

Gonna kill somethin'

There ain't nothing gonna stop us tonight

[Refrain]

I know about confusion, yeah

[Verse 2]

Let's start a riot, let's start a war

Everybody that you know is a whore

Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, I don't care

If there's gonna be blood, we'll be there

[Refrain]

I know about confusion

[Bridge]

Turn on all the lights so I can watch it die

I'm gonna taste some blood before they close my eyes

Because I got the answer, one bullet

Yeah, check out the answer, one bullet

[Refrain]

I know how you feel

[Verse 3]

Cut out my eyes so I can't see

The cold thing that's swallowing me

[Outro]

We're meat and that's it

So let's fuck it, fuck it, fuck it

We're meat and that's it

So let's fuck it, fuck it, fuck it

Fuck it, vodka

[Intro]

Ahhhhhh, yeah

[Verse 1]

Turning the knife buried in your stomach

I woke up alive, black with stain

Glistening and new, the sunset's coming (Coming!)

Finger paintings of the insane

[Chorus]

Come on and sterilize me

Kneel down and idolize me

Suck me, fuck me, resurrect me

Rut me, cut me and infect me

Slice me, dice me, I wanna die screamin'

Thoughts of dead babies wiped away with my semen

Bleed me, feed me and inject me

Feel me, kill me, then dissect me

[Post-Chorus]

The pigs will squeal, their blood will drain

Finger paintings of the insane

Slice the throat of authority

Look deep past the skin and you will see

I am the messiah!

I am the messiah!

I am the messiah!

[Verse 2]

Greasy smoke billows into the sky

Cockroach dreams, the human dust of pain

Twitching, screaming, hide your razor face

Finger paintings of the insane

[Chorus]

Come on and sterilize me

Kneel down and idolize me

Suck me, fuck me, resurrect me

Rut me, cut me and infect me

Slice me, dice me, I wanna die screamin'

Thoughts of dead babies wiped away with my semen

Bleed me, feed me and inject me

Feel me, kill me, then dissect me

[Bridge]

Bloody mountain momma, rockabilly machine

Kiddy porn lover with a mouth for disease

Giddy 'up, honey, my rubber fuck doll

When your candle's snuffed out, I'll burn brighter than before

Bloody mountain momma, rockabilly machine

Kiddy porn lover with a mouth for disease

Giddy 'up, honey, my rubber fuck doll

When your candle's snuffed out, I'll burn brighter than before

Pink poinsettias for emotion that died

A chilling war-gasm that feels like cyanide

Her pussy bleeds sunshine, rabid for flesh

As each raindrop plunges to its death

[Outro]

Kill the father, rape the mother

Kill the father, rape the mother

Kill the father, rape the mother

Kill the father, rape the mother

Kill the father, rape the mother

Kill the father, rape the mother

Kill the father, rape the mother

Kill the father, rape the mother

11 ContributorsToubabo Koomi LyricsThe song’s title is Cajun French for “Land of the White Cannibals.” The band would again use Cajun French for the title of “Diäb Soulé” (meaning “drunken devil”), the fourth track on Paegan Terrorism Tactics… Read More We wanna see some blood

We need a new whore

We don't give a fuck

We just want more

Blood, we want blood

I'm gonna fuck the hole in Kennedy's head

Revolt, deface, resist

Push the button

Legalize freedom

Let's shoot the president

Rape the queen

And feel the flowers breathe again

Inside this dead machine

Gotta teach you, gotta teach you

Gotta teach you, gotta teach you

Swimming into nowhere

Thrill kill avenue

Cutting her slowly

Liberty, she crawls to me

I slept the last mile on our way to endsville

Shove it inside her, spectro-trippin on

I slept the last mile on our way to endsville

Spread your legs, don't look at me

Cut me, rape me, make me free

Breeders screaming, dreaming bloodless

For the loveless

White sound, oceans of dreams

I won't be another number on the screen

Shhh, I wanna hear you scream

I won't be another number

White sound, jet black scream

Vomiting this cold mass of hate

I'm gonna push my love

Through her skull

Through her skull

Through her skull

Through her skull

Through her-

I have heard abortion stories from the leather nun

Holding hands with dead girls, hiding from the sun

I did a line

I did a line

I did a line

I did a line

The lines that define begin to gray and fade now

We shoot out the lights and swallow razor blades

I feel nothing for the meat that came before

Liberty, she crawled to me playing the whore