ryleestrange

I FUCKING GOT IN!
I'M GOING TO MI
I'M GOING TO BE LIVING IN HOLLYWEIRD

AND I'M FUCKING STOKED

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When i get out there, i hope to make a trashy horrorpunk band, in the vein of the misfits, wednesday thirteen, and other such bands. here're some lyrics i'm working on. tell me what you think:

Undead Sex Symbol Wannabe

A Sexy smile,
And a gorgeous ass,
A Brilliant face,
And a body to match,
Fantastic eyes,
And long hair too,
Now now baby,
Lets talk about you.

I am great,
I'm king of the world,
Sex object to every boy and girl,
I'm a god,
And you worship me,
I'm an undead sex symbol wannabe.

Perfect make-up,
A smell so fine,
Great dress sense,
That's mine mine mine,
Loving and romantic? HA!
Can't you see?
Everybody wishes
they were fucking me.

I am great,
I'm king of the world,
Sex object to every boy and girl,
I'm a god,
And you worship me,
I'm an undead sex symbol wannabe.

Everyone wants to fuck me,
I'm a sex-machine from the cemetery,
Everyone wants to be my slave,
I'm a sex-god from the open grave,
sex-god from the open grave
Oh yeah!

I am great,
I'm king of the world,
Sex object to every boy and girl,
I'm a god,
And you worship me,
I'm an undead sex symbol wannabe.
undead sex symbol wannabe

Someone Else's Skin

I find you lying in the black of night.
Our hearts were racing to the tune of time..
I've got a halo of enemies around my head.

Your flesh was crawling
As we were touching
My mind was numbing
And that's not enough
I am running
defying gravity
I'm a stalker
Pacing through the dark.

The scent of your sin
Made me melt from within
A voice calling out for me
to begin
I can feel the stitching
I am itching
In someone else's skin.

I find you lying in the black of night.
Our hearts were racing to the tune of time..
I've got a halo of enemies around my head.

Your flesh was crawling
As we were touching
My mind was numb
but that's not enough
I am running..
Launching through gravity
I am tasting a different side of me

The scent of your sin
Made me melt from within
A voice calling out for me
to begin
I can feel the stitching
I am itching
In someone else's skin.

Your razor sharp teeth cutting through my heart.
My life..
Was rotted to the core

I am running
my teeth are grating
I'm alive
And now there's more waiting.

The scent of your sin
Made me melt from within
A voice calling out for me
to begin
I can feel the stitching
I am itching
In someone else's skin.

these next two are works-in-progress

Toe Tag, You're It

We're always here together
but we never get along
I am always better, babe,
but you are never wrong

you bitch at me for so long
that my face is turning blue
all I want's to get some ass
so what's there left to do

Toe Tag, Toe Tag
Fucker, you're it
I'm sick of all your bitching
how you're sick of all my shit
Toe Tag, Toe Tag
we wish each other dead
I wanna take a fucking gun
and put it to your head

Corporate Whore

I love cash and I can't deny
it feels real good when there's shit to buy
So all you stupid fucking hippies can suck my dick
cuz I can't get enough of it

I got money burning holes in my pocket
and I just want more

I'm a Corporate
whore, whore
I'm a Corporate
whore, whore
I'm a Corporate whore
the very kind you adore

the follow two are just titles i came up with.
no lyrics as of yet

Grave Mistake -- about a guy who goes to dig up his dead gf's corpse so he can fuck her and digs up the wrong grave

Sexy Predator -- an ode to the world's lack of attractive female serial killers

ps--I GOT IN!!