The Backrooms
Yxung Plague
Such a fucking waste of space
I'll stomp on your ugly face
You know i dont like you so why the fuck are you even talking to me
You say that you ain't afraid of me
But pulled out your Glock so just make up your mind
Spend all that time hanging out with a bunch of hard ass motherfuckers
But you built like a fucking lactose intorlent skeleton
Drag you by your feet and now your going to the backrooms so no one can't find you
Bitch and cry all you want i just can't stand fake ass motherfuckers just like you
Scream and cry all you want
Run as fast as you can
Going from door to door
Looking for a way out
Its still chasing you
And your lungs are about to die
No clipped your way to death