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Predatory StrangulationMost times I didn't know their namesAnd I can't remember where I left them all Most of them knew what they call me In the river their stripped corpses will be found Taking out the garbage Doing you all a favor No sentiment or emotion Predatory strangulation Those whores are scared of me This street has never looked so empty A cluster by the river So that I can find them later To conceal the bodies To probe again the cold dead holes Consumed with rage, my only release Prostitutes I pick up off the street Women are whores and whores I despise I like how the young ones plead for their lives in my home, in my bed Life wrung from their slender necks I killed them quick, they won't be missed A boot to the throat to make certain of death Taking out the garbage Doing you all a favor No sentiment or emotion Predatory strangulation Pride in my superior accomplishment Killed so many I can't keep them straight It wasn't hard to throw you off the scent A generation taken to their graves Nearly everyone that got in Never was seen alive again My hands wrapped around her neck Squeezing out her final breath A cluster by the river So that I can find them later To conceal the bodies To probe again the cold dead holes |