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Six Ft Ditch Unlicensed Cemetery

You're running out of time there's no escape from this fucking crime in the morning bodies lay on the lawn rope tied around your neck white dress has

Something changes in my mind I can't think straight I can't walk the line too many years of shit been through I've come to the end there's nothing left

Tattooed tears running down my face can't speak muthafucker when I'm up in your face 10 long years I'm prison bound all those lives left dead in the

Six Ft Ditch hate crime syndicate bringin it back like my man Herbert West all you fake muthafuckers you best wear a vest we gave you faces of death