Distorted Assassin - Good Grief it's a 16 Charlie Brown lyrics

[Distorted Assassin - Good Grief it's a 16 Charlie Brown lyrics]

Call me the reaper cuz I'm
Coming for your harvest
Yall are all weaker guns
Busting through your carcass
I'm Stalins leader yall are
Something sorta harmless
You are little squeakers I'll be
Crushing your toy Thomases

The depressed degenerate that
Flings excrement
When I'm perplexed at friends
It stings venomous
A primal experiment a test
Rat with wings hilarious
A sickening thing distorted an embarrassment

I don't take this seriously
Sincerely I'm nasty
I won't fake this it's merely me
Being fearing why u asking


I'm just a past tragedy feeling
And seeing now so vastly
Blah blah some stuff about being sad

Cut the throat of sheeple
Lay them down bloody
They say I know the secrets of somebody
I'm sick of everything I'm
About done with this
Screw you all saying everything I
Do is under piss

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