Deceased

Written by Douglas Firestein

Each day I reviewed my notes
Your name was on the top
That is until today
Now the shit is gonna stop

I finally tracked you down
After years of hard searching
Now it’s time to feel the pain
Prepare for the anal hurting

Gonna sew your asshole shut
Feed you expired food
No place for diarrhea to go
So it moves up and starts choking you

When reaching out your hand
I’ll surely laugh out loud
You forgot the basic rule
That feces gonna choke you out

YOU’RE DECEASED
(It’s gonna choke you out)
FROM FECES
(It’s gonna choke you out, you out)
I said DECEASED
(It’s gonna choke you out)
FROM FECES
(It’s gonna choke you out, you out)

I sit at my desk each night
Throwing darts at your picture
That is until today
For the first time i really hit ya

I finally tracked you down
It wasn’t without some learning
Now it’s time to feel the pain
Hey can you smell that burning?

Gonna sew your asshole shut
Feed you expired food
No place for diarrhea to go
So it moves up and starts choking you

When reaching out your hand
I’ll surely laugh out loud
You forgot the basic rule
That feces gonna choke you out

YOU’RE DECEASED
(It’s gonna choke you out)
FROM FECES
(It’s gonna choke you out, you out)
I said DECEASED
(It’s gonna choke you out)
FROM FECES
(It’s gonna choke you out, you out)

(Choke you out)
(Choke you out)
(Choke you out)
(Choke you out)
(Choke you out)
(Choke you out)