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Misfits Legacy Of Brutality

If you're gonna scream, scream with me Moments like this never last When new creatures rape your face Hybrids opened up the door Ooh baby when you cry

She walked out with empty arms Machine gun in her hand She is good and she is bad No one understands She walked in, in silence Never spoke a word She

Little angelfuck It's a shame that luck is the only thing Did you like the fun Did you like the times that I promised you Open wounds on your brow Little

Bonfires burning bright Pumpkin faces in the night I remember Halloween Dead cats hanging from poles Little dead are out in droves I remember Halloween

There's some kinda love And there's some kinda hate The maggots in the iron lung Won't copulate And it's a woah oh oh oh oh And it's a woah oh oh oh

5:25 August 5th, 1962 Found her lying on her chest Her face all turning blue You think it was an overdose But could it have been the pact Could it have

Static, static, static We're on a video rage Static, static, static We're on a video rage We're all blue from projection tubes We're all blue from projection

: if you're gonna scream, scream with me moments like this never last When new creatures rape your face Hybrids open up the door ooh baby when you

: There's some kinda love And there's some kinda hate The maggots in the iron lung Won't copulate And it's a woah oh oh oh oh And it's a woah oh oh