The Christmas Nightmare lyrics

by

KidCrusher


[Intro]
Ladies and Gentlemen, Welcome to the stage
Your holly jolly gift this year
Grab your bongs and grab a beer
Let's all scream with Christmas cheer!
It's the mother f*cking Grinch!

Its the Grinch back up in this mother f*cker
Do you like my balls? I said you like my balls?

[Verse]
Welcome to a world where nobody gives a sh*t
I'm an enemy of everything cus I'm a lunatic
A victim of the silence, going through lobotomy
Reacting with the violence, cus I'm sick with demonology

I never give a sh*t about the sh*t that you be sh*ttin'
But your all up in my face like I'm a b*tch that you be hittin'
I'm a gore whore spit a massacre upon the floor board
This is world war take a sh*t upon the score board

Digging up holes up in my backyard
Trying to get away from the world cus I'm sick of everybody
f*cking reeking of death I'm bright green never seen
Take a little bit away from my sanity everyday

Decorate a Christmas tree with your body parts
Instead of a star upon the top put a bloody heart
I'm f*cking mad and screaming and I don't give a sh*t
Run around with a chainsaw just for the f*ck of it

How many b*tches are married to Jesus?
You'll never get a f*ck until I'm raping you to pieces
Right after your pledge I be f*cking you dead
And leave your tight little pus*y bleeding all over my bed

[Chorus]
Every year I will diss you, every year I will miss you
You hate me, I hate you to, f*ck you. you stupid mother f*cker

[Verse 2]
I'm sinking a bong, I know that I'm wrong
I'm jacking my di*k like I'm f*cking this song
I'm out on your lawn, I never be gone
I'm taking a sh*t on a leprechaun

People they wish, I never be born
I'm making a porn with my unicorn
Yeah, Welcome to my nightmare

I'm being a b*tch, cus I'm sick of the world
I tried to adapt I got sick and I hurled
I'm sick of you diamonds, I'm not that important
Cus I'm just a freak and I'm living in dormant

I live in a cage, I'm built up with rage
I live on a hill, I'm filled up with pills
I sit in silence and nobody calls
I talk to my self and I play with my balls

I'm sick of the system I want you to listen
The scream of a Christian I'm making my victim
I cut my incision in time with my rhythm
This is my tradition I won't be forgiven

I won't be in prison, I'm drunk and I'm driven
My blurriest vision, I make my collision
I won't need permission, I've got my own mission
To f*ck with the living to get recognition, I'm done!

Yeah yeah, KidCrusher, BubZombie
Mother f*cking Christmas 2013 mother f*cker
f*ck you b*tches in your b*tch ass, hah!
One more time! Welcome to my nightmare

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