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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bodysnatcher
Bodysnatcher
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Whited
Chris Whited
Songwriter
Kyle Shope
Kyle Shope
Lyrics
Kyle Carter
Kyle Carter
Lyrics
Kyle Medina
Kyle Medina
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Whited
Chris Whited
Producer

Lyrics

What's up bitch? Fuck you
It’s too fucking late
Weakness is engrained into your being
We all finally seeing you
Nothing but an insecure coward
Don’t let that tongue get your teeth smashed out
Dragging me down
Your path no more
How did you
Even get this far?
Holding onto everything you’ve done
Until it suits your agenda
Flip the script and see the shit you do
Keep my name out of your filthy mouth
Now I smash my knuckles into bone
And it still doesn’t satisfy
I can’t lie, I wish nothing but pain for you
White noise without sight and alone
I can’t deny you’ll wish you had died today
I can’t say if I’ll be able to restrain myself
Don’t try to beg for help
I promise you, it’ll come close
King of the rats
A title too good for the scum that you are
King of the rats
I’ll keep you alive so you can live with your fucking scars
Carry them with you forever
You fucking maggot
Move
King of the rats
Written by: Chris Whited, Kyle Carter, Kyle Medina, Kyle Shope
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