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Camp Spaghetti Machete
Scorching rage with heat
death in my dreams
slice and dice these bitches
drown these fucks in the lake
Grab the machete
make it super bloody
no one gets alive
bloodshed within these woods
The curse is very crystal clear
kill them and chop them up
pull out there brains and guts
Im officially fucking nuts
Whispers in my mind
Im now losing time
the Reaper is the main event
no balloons and clowns at this camp
The voices scream rip them apart
cut em til they look like spaghetti
with death we all shall play
Thank God its fucking Friday!
( a nod to a great band/song! hope its not too cheesy let me know if this wasn't what you were looking for Ill edit it for what you are. ~ml )
death in my dreams
slice and dice these bitches
drown these fucks in the lake
Grab the machete
make it super bloody
no one gets alive
bloodshed within these woods
The curse is very crystal clear
kill them and chop them up
pull out there brains and guts
Im officially fucking nuts
Whispers in my mind
Im now losing time
the Reaper is the main event
no balloons and clowns at this camp
The voices scream rip them apart
cut em til they look like spaghetti
with death we all shall play
Thank God its fucking Friday!
( a nod to a great band/song! hope its not too cheesy let me know if this wasn't what you were looking for Ill edit it for what you are. ~ml )
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