Letras: Six Feet Under. Bringer Of Blood. Ugly.
Ugly inside, ugly outside
I can't stand to hear their screams
It's all like some kind of terrible dream
I close my eyes and I start to drip in sweat
When the lights go out, I dream of death
Death, death, motherfucking death
I wake up and see the blood
Then I remember what I have done
I closed my eyes, then I started to kill, kill, kill
When I woke up, they were all fucking dead, dead
You are so ugly, you deserve to die
You deserve to die
Crawl inside that ugly brain of yours
I'll get inside my ugly brain
Crawl inside that ugly brain of yours
And I'll get inside my ugly brain
Twist of fate, a twist of the blade
Choices we make, we dig our own grave
Twist of fate, a twist of the blade
Beauty, they say, is only skin deep
We dig our own grave, a twist of the blade
I'll dig your grave
We're ugly inside, ugly outside
Ugly inside, ugly outside
Ugly inside, ugly outside
Ugly inside, ugly outside
Ten dead bodies just a rotting away
I got 'em all propped up next to me
In my room, a chopped-off leg, a popped-out eye
I hope you are the next to die
Feel this, hear your screams
Feel this, hear your screams
Feel this, hear your screams
Feel this, hear your screams
Feel this, hear your screams
Feel this, hear your screams
Feel this, hear your screams
Feel this, hear your screams, screams
Screams, screams, screams, screams, screams
I can't stand to hear their screams
It's all like some kind of terrible dream
I close my eyes and I start to drip in sweat
When the lights go out, I dream of death
Death, death, motherfucking death
I wake up and see the blood
Then I remember what I have done
I closed my eyes, then I started to kill, kill, kill
When I woke up, they were all fucking dead, dead
You are so ugly, you deserve to die
You deserve to die
Crawl inside that ugly brain of yours
I'll get inside my ugly brain
Crawl inside that ugly brain of yours
And I'll get inside my ugly brain
Twist of fate, a twist of the blade
Choices we make, we dig our own grave
Twist of fate, a twist of the blade
Beauty, they say, is only skin deep
We dig our own grave, a twist of the blade
I'll dig your grave
We're ugly inside, ugly outside
Ugly inside, ugly outside
Ugly inside, ugly outside
Ugly inside, ugly outside
Ten dead bodies just a rotting away
I got 'em all propped up next to me
In my room, a chopped-off leg, a popped-out eye
I hope you are the next to die
Feel this, hear your screams
Feel this, hear your screams
Feel this, hear your screams
Feel this, hear your screams
Feel this, hear your screams
Feel this, hear your screams
Feel this, hear your screams
Feel this, hear your screams, screams
Screams, screams, screams, screams, screams
Bringer Of Blood
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