Assassination Run
by The Gloom in the Corner
From the album: Royal Discordance
Duration: 03:30
Lyrics for Assassination Run
Who let the dogs out? It smells like bitch in here You're nothing but a body-bag How many ways can you cut a tongue? (cut a tongue) How many ways can you drop a cunt? (drop you cunts) I've got eight rounds but need one Hell-hound on lock, on my assassination run You motherfuckers bite weak with no teeth Old dogs who can't learn new tricks Did you forget you're at the bottom of the food chain? Put your body in, play the fucking game Four sit tall, on white steeds Old souls who'd struggle with the dismount The ego in your heads makes your necks creak I think it's time someone shot you of your fucking horse I don't care if I'm anything I'm a loose cannon with no means I hope you're sick when you see me 'cause I will be the last thing you ever see I don't care if I'm nothing I whet blades while you sleep I hope you're sick when you see me 'cause I will be the last thing you ever see Hide your face with crooked masks Torn to shreds with teeth that gnash Fuck, are you so bored you'd kill a man? Did you forget what happened last? Rat cunts, feed the worms Slow death, I know it hurts Rotted gums, tongue that burns (tongue that burns) Face down, bite the fuckin' curb I don't care if I'm anything I'm a loose cannon with no means I hope you're sick when you see me 'cause I will be the last thing you ever see I don't care if I'm nothing I whet blades while you sleep I hope you're sick when you see me 'cause I will be the last thing you ever see I've got eight rounds, I need one Hell-Hound on my assassination run For everyone I love, but more for fun I fuckin' told you cunts, you're nothing but a body-bag Eat shit, drag mud again You're nothing but a body-bag Nothing but a body-bag Nothing but a body-bag (Vai se foder, seu filho de puta, suck it) Nothing but a body-bag Nothing but a body-bag