My Dreams Of You

I want you hung drawn and, quarted
I hate your goddamn guts
I'd like to watch you be murdered
You drive me fucking nuts

I'll string you upside down
Whip you with chains
Beat you with a bat
Until you're leaking blood and brains

A pair of spiked brass knuckles
could keep me busy for a while
Apply them to your face
That would surely make me smile

You had better leave me alone
or I'll see you dead
I'm already thinking of ways
To beat in your fucking head.
Written by Pi3c3s_0f_MyS3Lf (Bz)
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