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Death Proof

 

Death Proof

(album: Slime And Punishment - 2017)


It's white hot, white-hot terror
Full speed full on mad
It's a death trap and you'll be released never
Or ripped from the jaws of death

Speed stalker 200 miles per hour
Steel and shattered glass
He's death proof at least he thought this summer
Until he crossed these ladies path

This is the day that proved to be a success
A stalkers delight, a terrible bloody mess
Twisted carnage appearing as an accident
Perfectly planned diabolical degenerate

Hop in the car, the wrong turn
Tears roll down, rubber burns
Speed through the dark, no time left
This is the end, this is their death

Flashing headlights straight through their eyes
Drenched in the glass, limbs to the sky
One last thought goes through her head
Rolls through her brain and stick to the tread

This is the day, now many months have passed
Different girls equally just as bad
He waits to attack, they're out getting their kicks
Something goes wrong and now they're all are stalking him!

Jumps out the car, she pulls out the gun
The tables have turned, the chase is on
The chump's out the car, the creeps met his match
There's no chance of turning back

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It's white hot, white-hot terror
Full speed full on mad
It's a death trap and you'll be released never
Or ripped from the jaws of death

Speed stalker 200 miles per hour
Steel and shattered glass
He's death proof at least he thought this summer
Until he crossed these ladies path

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