Her body's worth and control
Slipped out from under beneath her
Voices have her shook to the core
No control no sense of pleasure
Shes hunched right over the bowl
Please get her ready for summer
Choke me
Hoax me
Kill me
Kill me
There's monsters under her bed
Vines growing from down under
They're wrapped around her neck
And soon they'll start squeezing
Choke me
Hoax me
Kill me
Kill me
Choke me
Hoax me
Kill me
Kill me
Choke me