Gutter Corpse

Riff raff, street scum
Found lying in the gutter
Rotting during summer
Through horrid decay I'll plunder

Everyone can see the vermin
Everyone can see the fucking rotting, rotten flesh

Putrid hobo remains
Decompose where people can see
I'm glad as a fucking hobo
That that is not fucking me

Rotting flesh hangs from the bones
Organs fall through the skin
As I gnaw into the decay
I begin to wonder what happend to me

I gobble into the guts
Make fresh incisor cuts
Feasting on what no one cares for
To survive another day I need - more!

The police try to catch me they never will
Fresh officer meat I eat after the kill
You mother fuckers don't understand us hobos
It's a good way to die to fucking feed me!

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