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Fisted to death in the back of a car

Knuckles to wrist, wrist to forearm

Bleeding all over my grandmother's quilt

I'll use my elbow to cork the spill

Fisted to death in the back of a car

Had a few drinks, now stretching rings

Beg me to stop with a horrible scream

But I never listen when I'm Elbow Deep

Fisted to death in the back of a car

Discover the yeast core

Fisted to death in the back of a car

Bury my arm, bury a whore