Testi:
American Head Charge Trepanation

I step with two hands open and kick the man in front of me reminded of my father when will you ever learn I found you urinating you found me interesting

Your mom didn?t tell you you?d have nothing to say shut the fuck up bitch in a poisoned state while the rapist behind you is whispering your name

The crowd did move was it live the course it took was it right the crown I wore was it mine the lips that lie is it true the lace that tears

Hey I want your skin to get me off you make it sound so fucking pure I'll bring you down and make you scream take in what you once thought was hate

tastes true The blurry eyes make me appealing In a normal fashion another 2 or 3 you will become very friendly your liquidation is a siren song you swim I follow Im feeling my head

An overwhelming understanding of chaos brings you to your knees impurities make me the way that I am the dirt in my veins the games on my thoughts

I know this much I can't stand me when I become him I know this much I don't feel free when I'm repentant tell him this much you don't want him

get caught Cradle the difference in front of your fist Force it down to bring it back up And make them listen one more time Wrapping you up in an American

Play your games with my limp joints Idolize it's wet paper skin Listen to the cast preach your life And infest you with disease Dress me up with a