wannabe
War Child
The Butcher of Tel Aviv
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there once was a butcher of Tel Aviv
with his life exploited was made to believe
that spit shines and rat hides were rewardingly
his foul mouth of fury was the start of his feat
this first blade was used to carve grooves on a casket
derive pensions from practice he'll tell or he'll ask ya
have you ever cut a corpse up close - no shelter of home
death knows no races or numbers, it moves all its own
verse two was longer, made mostly for bread
learn young to separate money from love in the head
the metal sliced right nice - it cuts better by teeth
the pain feels sweeter when it's something that bleeds
the third looked like a cover to a very large book
while the words inside cannot be spoke in some rooms
raw meat says hiding, why invite so many people to one place
the buthcher polls for naive listeners, "fetch me my blade"
the fourth almost final so large it could cut spinal
cords and connections made straight through the phone
snip the line and start hunting if he didn't like your tone
before only vocal chords of royalty could buy such a throne
so he went for the power, he went to delve deep
massacre-ing the kingdom masses while the cheif was asleep
loud by volume he was caught - still many eardrums they bled
til the gilotine - the cutter - fifth the finale provided his death
this butcher, this example of rise to the occasion
came from the Middle East a whole other nation
could be near your own home, in your own town
just listen for screams break silence when no one's around
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This was kinda fast, hope it doesn't sound too disturbing or wrong.
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there once was a butcher of Tel Aviv
with his life exploited was made to believe
that spit shines and rat hides were rewardingly
his foul mouth of fury was the start of his feat
this first blade was used to carve grooves on a casket
derive pensions from practice he'll tell or he'll ask ya
have you ever cut a corpse up close - no shelter of home
death knows no races or numbers, it moves all its own
verse two was longer, made mostly for bread
learn young to separate money from love in the head
the metal sliced right nice - it cuts better by teeth
the pain feels sweeter when it's something that bleeds
the third looked like a cover to a very large book
while the words inside cannot be spoke in some rooms
raw meat says hiding, why invite so many people to one place
the buthcher polls for naive listeners, "fetch me my blade"
the fourth almost final so large it could cut spinal
cords and connections made straight through the phone
snip the line and start hunting if he didn't like your tone
before only vocal chords of royalty could buy such a throne
so he went for the power, he went to delve deep
massacre-ing the kingdom masses while the cheif was asleep
loud by volume he was caught - still many eardrums they bled
til the gilotine - the cutter - fifth the finale provided his death
this butcher, this example of rise to the occasion
came from the Middle East a whole other nation
could be near your own home, in your own town
just listen for screams break silence when no one's around
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This was kinda fast, hope it doesn't sound too disturbing or wrong.
