Teksty: Agoraphobic Nosebleed. Blind Hatred Finds A Tit.

You let me hit you
So I won't touch the children
So how hard do I have to fuckin' beat
You to have a crack at the kids?

Looks like you fell down the stairs
On the way to the hospital again
And not soon enough
And not soon enough

I have a coat hanger abortion lined up
For our six year old sweet little princess
Before the bandages come off your eyes