sh*tspitter lyrics

Peace awaits at the bottom of the lake

Stone heart with a plastic grin
How does it feel to live in your skin?
Who'd you think was believing your sh*t?
Burn slow, I yearn to smell your dirty flesh

Cold nights, brittle bones, red eyes
Sick stomach, black lies
You should walk yourself, in your concrete shoes to the bottom of the river b*tch

Drown

Pollute the depths with the stench of your sh*t stained tongue, bloated body on the surface floating down river heading for the sewer sail home like the f*cking rat that you've always f*cking been

Downer

Sick thoughts
Keeping me awake, heartless enemy
Wouldn't throw you a line for the death of me

Drown slow
Drown slow
Drown slow
Drown slow
Suckle the milk of the devil's teet from where you spawned from, you f*cking split tongued sh*tspitter
How could it go so wrong, feel like brother to a son, who was dropped on his f*cking head
I love to watch you as you're drowning never thinking for a second that it all comes back around
The day you rise up from the bed, only thing I'll regret
Is that your f*cking body floats