Between the Buried and Me - The Need for Repetition

Whip the child, stretch that child...drag them through your dreams of
lust...raise the skirt...stroke the thigh...leech!! This blood will never
clot. It pours down the chin of every child, every life touched by your
sick instinct. Fucking whore, fucking whore of disgust. Your life paid
by the sweat of your disgusting sex. Their innocent tears drenched every
inch of life that went into those toys and beautiful minds. Castrate the
fuck. Beat the fucker to death.

Written by:
Jason Schofield King, Mark Edward Castillo, Nicholas Shawn Fletcher, Paul Andrew Waggoner, Thomas Giles Rogers Jr.

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Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC

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