One, two, three
Time to go on a killing spree
Four, five, six
Time to cut off all your dicks
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Seven, eight, nine
Time to make a bloody design
Ten, eleven, twelve
Time to hold up my helve
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You think I'm messing around
Try me on the battleground
Bitch, I'm ready, just tell me when
Yea I'm ready to fuckin' sin
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I'll chop you up, spit you out
Killing is what I'm all about
Don't believe me, take a chance
You'll be dead in just a glance
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I had my fun, now it's time to say goodbye
Don't worry, you wont have time to cry
Thank you for playing along with such a gal
To bad you're dead, you were such a pal
