Guinea Pig (Feat. Kill Dyll)
Jackson Rose
3:21Now squeal As best as you can Hooked by the cheek Slaughter, meet the lamb Wandered off the beaten path Now it all goes south from here Cut off from everyone Scream til you tear through your fucking lungs Run The hunt begins for fresh meat Wanna know what we think of southern hospitality? Just smell our guests on our breath Lovely stench of tasty death Noble sacrifice to keep our family fed Choking on a spit Alive and spinning til you vomit That's where you belong in our hell that we call home Cadaver County I wouldn't call for the law, they're out the fridge to thaw Cadaver County This is where prayers come to die Sweating bullets when there's no guns in sight Your faith in salvo for salvation fuels our saws with salivation With god we're lost In blood we lust Welcome to our farm, bitch Cattle in shackles A sheep in human skin Cadaver County I wouldn't call for the law, they're out the fridge to thaw Cadaver County This is where prayers come to die Scream for mother You're just another word in the morning paper