Daughter Slaughterer

Bambi Baker

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    Why don't you fill up your fantasy?
    Track me down and murder me
    Father, it’s so easy to see
    There’s not a single thing you’d miss of me

    So come here and consume my flesh
    Put your little girl to rest
    She’s tired of weeping from all this stress
    You fired, she’s screaming, the blood leaks from her head

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    A deer in headlights before he shot
    There won’t be a single piece left to rot
    I’d rather be eaten half alive
    Than keep living, knowing this is how I’ll die

    So it seems the end of my time has come
    My dreary days on this woeful earth are done
    So this is how I die, being eaten half alive, a 44 magnum
    Evidence to ash, it’s all gone in a flash, I won’t see the Sun
    Again

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    Composition: Bambi Baker

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