Go Hang Music - Road Head

The sun goes down and the orgies begin
Epicureans jealous jerk off on the hill 
I'm torn again between the need to fuck 
And this goddamn urge to kill
I still smell your pussy on my finger tips
The closest thing I've ever known to love 
It smells worse than the betrayal 
But better than our boneless baby boy burning aborted in Hell
Well I'll never say "never again" ever again
But I'd love to carve the words into your skin 
Subcutaneous deep enough to crack the bone
And then everyone in the world will know
That you're a liar 
You're such a liar
A dirty stinking liar
I know your address you piece of shit 
You're kind of like swine whining all the time to find a sense of uniquity 
It's a statement in vain
For someone such a waste
But there are pills to take care of that pain 
I'd rather use the noose to
Cinch the rope around the root where my no spine meets up with my numbskull
There's nothing left to clutch for the vertigo 
But I'm never gonna go
I'm so different now
I'm so much more honest now
I'm so much better now
Better than you
I'm so different now
I'm so much more honest now
I'm so much stronger now
And I'm never going down 
I still smell the latex sagging sullen off my sorry state
You're dead now, but I'd still lay down with you, baby
Next to the regret and the fetid remains
So I think I'm ready to experiment with the double barreled shotgun on my lips 
The rubber meets the road on the highway to Hell
I'm gonna give you road head all the way down
Without a dental dam, baby
Well, goddamn me, baby
Your dick tastes good, baby
Goddamn
Let me be your IUD
Let me be your infertility
Let me be the reason that no one ever loves you again 
Don't let me forget your hideousness
Lest I start considering forgiveness
Oh, I believe in Jesus
But I'm not him
No, quite the opposite 
Hail Satan
Hail Satan
Hail Satan
Hail Satan
I believe in Jesus, but I'm not him
So fuck him
My body is a vessel for the devil's evil message
My body is a vessel for the devil's evil message
My body is a vessel for the devil's evil message
And I'm sagging sullen off his sorry state 

Written by:
Carter Schultz

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