Fun Times

Fuck you with a razor blade
That was what he said
To the ten dollar whore

Fuck you with a razor blade
That was what he said
To the neighbor
Next door

Killing is fun
Until you’re done
I’ll feel more pleasure
Next time I’ll be better

Now you’re old
They fight back
And you can’t hold your own

Killing is fun
Until you’re done
I’ll feel more pleasure
Next time I’ll be better

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