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Misfits - Bloodfeast

when they pull out her tongue pull off her face, pluck out her eyes
well, the blood runs cold for when it drips from the mouth be
forewarned, be prepared for a grizzly bloodfeast and that blood's so
real because i just can't fake it and that blood's so real because i just
can't fake it when you think of severed heads think of my face, think
that you're alive well, i guess i fooled you when you think of my face
think of your blood, think that you're dead 'cause it's a grizzly
bloodfeast i'm possessing your death possessing your blood
possessing your head 'cause it's a privileged bloodfeast i'm
possessing your heart possessing your tongue possessing your blood
'cause it just won't fake you and that blood's so real because i just
can't fake it and that blood's so real because i just can't fake it and
that blood, and that blood i'm possessing your death possessing your
blood possessing your demise for a grizzly bloodfeast i'm possessing
your heart possessing your tongue possessing your blood 'cause it
just won't fake you and that blood's so real because i just can't fake it
and that blood's so real because i just can't fake it and that blood, and
that blood
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