"Smut King" as written by and Anders Martin/bjoerler Bjoerler....
Ravaged. Scarred.
Book me in. Imperial suit.
Twenty hours, hell no! Make it a week.

A fashion depravation.
A skin-flick fantasy.
The anastesia won't help you now.

Slip it in.

[Chorus:]
Lashmarks. Cigaretteburns.
Cumstains. Lipstick traces.
Rehab. Therapy.
I collapse. Breakdown.
Sexdrive. Transform.
Anti-lifeform.

Slip it in.

Now dig this; Suply ME!
A mouthful of absolutely NOTHING!
Now understand - I owe you nothing.

a tremble.
beads of sweat
well paid
Wash it off
Burrrn the evidence
What goes around comes around
It's in the works:
A cellular collapse
Burning human antidote
Condone it
Premote selfextinction
Shot.ripped.fucked


Lyrics submitted by Maggot

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