Misfits

When they pull out her tongue
Pull off her face, pluck out her eyes
Well, the blood runs cold for
When it drips from the mouth
Be forewarned, be prepared
For a grizzly bloodfeast
And that bloods so real
Because I just cant fake it
And that bloods so real
Because I just cant fake it
When you think of severed heads
Think of my face, think that youre alive
Well, I guess I fooled you
When you think of my face
Think of your blood, think that youre dead
cause its a grizzly bloodfeast
Im possessing your death
Possessing your blood
Possessing your head
cause its a grizzly bloodfeast
Im possessing your heart