Feed Your Anger

Lyrics

Here you go, here's one covered in blood, babe Do you think he is dead? Do you think we can leave him like this or Should we chop of his head? I know you like it when I'm covered in blood On your knees with a gun to your head I let you know that your nos mean yes, babe And your tears are fake The night is young, is there anything else we can do for fun? Kill a body of doom Fucking high on the tomb Make you gag on a gun Feed your anger A real demon girl, why don't you soak that angel's wings in blood? I know you're ready for this I've seen you waking your lips All you need is to nod you head Feed your anger, feed your anger Feed your anger, feed your anger