Whore - You Make Me Sick Songtexte

I'm looking at you
Yeah you, you fucking whore

My anger will rain down on you a beating you deserve
Senseless punishment because I am mad and your always around

Kiss my fist cunt

Your jaw is crushed
Watery tears flow up and out
As you fall to the floor your hands covering your mouth

Then I kneel above and grab your curly hair
And I start banging your head repeatedly
On the fucking floor