Jesus Loves Junkies - Necromatoy

Suck the spoiled cess from the anti-mother's breast
Do you think this will save yourself?
Jam broken fingers into strawberries
While you wish it was someone else
The possessor possessed with permission
Time to roll her over again
But the bottle is empty you junkies
And there is no more fruit on the tree

Written by:
Jeff Wambolt

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