Parody of 'Sweater Weather'
All I am is a murderer
I want the blood on my hands
I hate the people
But I live in Philadelphia with my knife in a throat
Use the sleeves of my sweater
To hind the evidence
Head in the guts, but my cuts are centered
Cut your neck and I'll cut more
You in those bloodied high waisted shorts, oh
You know what I think about
And what I think about
A person, two knives
A body, With blood
Like this, you find out
Nothing that wouldn't want to kill you about, no
Cause it's too cold whoa
For me here
So let me stab you ooh
And then your face gets shredded
And if I may just take your breath away
I don't mind if there's too much blood that spilled
Sometimes the darkness guides our minds to
So move to a place so far away
The people start to rise
The minute that I left the place
And then I saw your face
Put my knife against your face
Cause you betrayed me, yeah
These hearts on the floor
Every other parts fell on the floor too
Inside this place is dark
Outside It starts to pour
Cutting down
A person, two knives
A body, with blood
Like this, you find out
Nothing that wouldn't want to kill you about, no
Cause it's too cold whoa
For me here
So let me stab you ooh
And then your face gets shredded
It's too cold whoa
For me here and now
So let me stab you ooh
Your face gets shredded
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Parodies Of Your favorite Songs
RandomSome messed up parodies that me and @PheoxisLuquost made. We're also taking requests of your favorite/any songs. The songs will have a theme as well. So leave a text on wherever I can see. Beware this will be very explicit so yea. Hope you can handl...
