Andrew Jackson Jihad – Angel Of Death lyrics

I am a blank page in a notebook,
Waiting to be filled with countless drawings of cocks.
I am a bathroom wall, freshly painted over
To cover up swastikas and the names of the girls that we called sluts,

I am the Total Gym,
I am the Salad Glove,
I am 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,
And Cody doesn't have friends,
And his parents hate each other,
And 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 am the camera that watches you,
When you think you are awake.
And I am a Jesus fish on a drug traffic fan
That keeps all their cocaine safe.
I am the guy that eats at least 50 chicken wings,
At an all you can eat buffet,
I'm the Xbox controller for 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, called Operation Dominic,
That gave my grandfather cancer.

And I am a video store clerk and an angel of death,
"Hello how are you? My Name is Trevor."
Prepare to die,
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