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killfuck - halloween harvest lyrics

[intro: trailer park boys]
you know i f-cking hate harvesting, i like plantin the things
‘n watering ’em, ‘n looking after them, talking to ’em
i don’t like f-cking harvesting
(you like smoking them though don’t you?)
i like smoking ’em

crops in the basement, hang you like a witch
corpse in the basement bleeding like a b-tch
halloween harvest making bongs out of heads
halloween harvest smoke gr-ss like the dead
2x

[karkus]
grab a crop circle rip ’em out the f-cking ground
hack ’em with a hatchet roll back to bound
halloween harvest smoking it with karkus
find and plucking plants yo chilling in the darkness
children’s necks slit and hung up to dry
it’s the season of the pumpkin it’s your time to die
waterpipes made with windpipes and throats
blood drenched from your neck as you’re being choked
your corpse now scarecrow’d nailed to a cross
rotting in the sun your freezing in the frost
wasted, baked, hammered and trashed
all this thc i f-cking shit hash
rip ’em, trim ’em, sniff ’em and hit ’em
papers of the bible, roll ’em and burn ’em
ounces in a sack, sluts to hack
dressed in black with night vision and an axe

crops in the basement, hang you like a witch
corpse in the basement bleeding like a b-tch
halloween harvest making bongs out of heads
halloween harvest smoke gr-ss like the dead
2x

[sg horror]
i’m running through the crops where my mind went lost
i rip ‘n burnin’ of the stocks like a holocaust
so i stopped before i dropped off the edge of the earth
as i start to move my feet the dirt begins to spurt
outseeds of the devil on this halloween night
i’m harvesting in the garden with no signs of life
i start to use my knife when i start to smell the blood
from the buds high above so i snatched and nugged up
i’m smoking on this tree in the woods i’m f-cked up
i don’t remember where i came from this shits tough
i knew i should have waited till i got home instead
but now i’m all alone with these crows screaming for the dead
in my head i’m red-eyed poison cheery action
found myself chewing on my flesh distraction
i used to think this shit was my one true p-ssion
before i harvested the devils tree attraction

crops in the basement, hang you like a witch
corpse in the basement bleeding like a b-tch
halloween harvest making bongs out of heads
halloween harvest smoke gr-ss like the dead
2x

[rotz]
steam of the blunt in the cold night air
heads severed on a pitchfork with a terrified stare
cut ‘n tear through your torso fueled be the gore so
haunted in my harvest with a motherf-cking crossbow
our cannabis crops filled with carnage and k!llings
a slith across your organs and your stomach definitely spilling
i’m on a mission of murder through a moving maze of marijuana
puffin on a blunt while i hunt and hump your teenage daughter
scarecrows made from skin stuff this isn’t some hay
october in the air with a hint of decay
like children of the corn but we hitting on some bongs
b-mping wicked songs mowing bodies into the lawn
if we find you you’re dying and we laugh as you crying
eyes redded and glazed ….. smiling
the time of the year, harvest buds and blood
smoking on some green light dying in the mud

crops in the basement, hang you like a witch
corpse in the basement bleeding like a b-tch
halloween harvest making bongs out of heads
halloween harvest smoke gr-ss like the dead
2x

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