Sausage
• Written by Fjellro
Fjellro's Notes
starts at 0:10
First shit ever written to a song, excuse me for the bad vocabulary and writing, cant write so good english.
Hey look mister, i was the one who fucked your sister
Splitted her open like a blister
She is sleeping so tight on this blue pill
Ice cold weather, i got her dude chill,
Punches hard like splinter on rotation
We are calling her the sausage station,
A slutt always looking for some deep penetration,
but didn't went home with me,
I said bitch i have a jacuzzi,
But she said no
So i blasted of lines like a uzzi
Being able to sleep with thoughts too deep
Won't be easy with the anger i regain
When i close my eyes with the wrath chain of pain
Fuck what my mom said about being able to see when i'm hige,
Just snorted the fucking human centipede as a line,
She didn't even see too mind
Imagen the fury when your vision is blurry when she said you not worthy
Your mind gets dirty
Trough night browsing down her site thinking why am I
Not this bitch's type gets me hype
About that trigger squeeze
I'm not fucking Curt Cobain but its elementary
How my dad fucked me up mentally
He said i should had been a stain on the sheets
And now 17 years later he is wondering if my brain is made of different meats
When his drunk pissing of in the back of my seats
But for all you other fellas i still got my dad
But not for long
Cause after this song
Am a hitt that bong,
And take all my rebels all alonge,
To prove he is wrong
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Fjellro
Member since November 26 2014