Figure - Jason Is Dead

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Friday the 13th
Killer mommy
I can taste the lake water as it bubbles through the mask
With a passion for the hunting, no guns when I slash
Imma get you, imma walkin this beast
Imma skin you, ain’t no fucking hiding place
I’m the quiet type
I’m a man on a mission, with visions of cutting flesh so fresh the incision
like get 'em
I was blessed by the hurt
No blood in my chest, no rest for curse
Just a wicked repetition of killing these young bitches
Summer time coming, you hearing these loud crickets
In the pitch black, just waiting to see your face
And machete in hand, my name is Jason!
Friday the 13th