Cancerslug Roadside Horror
A race of death, it's just a reason to kill.
A genocide made of iron and steel,
A motherfucker behind the wheel,
So you can kiss your ass goodbye.
I f..ckin' drive through your waste of a life,
With Death I ride.
Your life ain't shit, and neither is mine,
So let's go die.
Twisted flesh and a broken soul,
Give me a car, and I'll f..ckin' explode,
But you should stay the hell off my road,
Or you can kiss your ass goodbye.
I f..ckin' drive through your waste of a life,
With Death I ride.
Your life ain't shit, and neither is mine,
So let's go die.
I f..ckin' drive through your waste of a life,
With Death I ride.
Your life ain't shit, and neither is mine,
So let's go die.