Hitchhiking hooker garbage, spreads her disease also to me, but I choke as I please Your face sets me off, I make your life stop Helpless and down to hell your sinful soul drops
Keep a tarp in my car, don't go far Pacific Highway South one big titty bar Naive sluts that do anything for a buck Choked after a filthy fuck
River saturated with sluts obliterated
Fuck these worthless hookers, bodies found up to six years after Face down in Green river, leaving their corpses with infinite laughter
You had me on seven, detective nothing on the case Continue while I'm watched, laughing in public's fuckin' face Hookers are a disease, they're the world's most filthy disgrace
Continuous victims, my killing paced at top speeds Left no time for research, overwhelmed identifying bodies Prostitutes affect me like alcohol to an alcoholic's disease
Ridding filth as Kent's only exterminator
Technology behind, lacking the tools you need to make the find I roam free, amused at missing whore's future discovered identities Crimes are past, 49th dead hooker's extermination is my last I wait for breakthroughs, my arrest, my trial, I wait for the county to take care of meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
