Angel of Death
Lyrics
I'm a blank page in a notebook
Waiting to be filled with countless drawings of cocks
I'm a bathroom wall freshly painted over
To cover up swastikas and the names of the girls that we called sluts
I'm the Total Gym
I am the Salad Glove
I'm the Slap Chop
I'm the forever lazy
I am a boring and worthless thing
And nobody should save me
I am the Kool-Aid stains on the mouth of a kid
Whose name is most likely Cody
He had a juice box for breakfast
And he carries a stick that he most likely found in the alley
Cody doesn't have friends
And his parents hate each other
He wants to find a better way to love his family
And after school he hangs out in the abandoned house behind the Arby's
I'm the camera that watches you
When you think you are awake
I'm a Jesus fish in a drug traffic van
That keeps all their cocaine safe
And I'm the guy that eats at least fifty chicken wings
At an all you can eat buffet
I am the Xbox controller of a drone operator today
And I'm a hologram of a tanning booth
In a history class from the future
I'm the nuclear test Operation Dominic
That gave my grandfather cancer
I'm a video store clerk and an angel of death
"Hi, how are you? My Name is Trevor"
Prepare to die
Bad Lieutenant 2 is the greatest movie ever
Writer(s): Benjamin Ora Gallaty, Mark Thomas Glick, Preston Bryant, Sean-Claude Vincent Bonnette
Copyright(s): Lyrics © TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
The Meaning of Angel of Death
Be the first!
Post your thoughts on the meaning of "Angel of Death".