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Temper Temper Mr. Kemper

I’m riding down the highway, see a stranger going my way

My first impulse, your last breath

Welcome to my way of death

A love that never leaves me, is a love that’s hard to find

I kill ‘em and I cut ‘em up, that’s when I make ‘em mine

On the highway stuffed into this rucksack like a way that warrants

Sex and death seep back out

Killing’s just another habit.

Just nasty little habit

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