Don’t talk.

Guilty Pleasure

Don’t Be Basic

I Am Satan

Dirty Dirty

Proving Grounds

Pizza, Sex, And Trolls

Hate Me

Horsepig

I’ve Got Your Back

Three 6

"Flesh Coffin" Written & Performed by Lorna Shore from 2017's "Flesh Coffin" Courtesy of Outerloop Records.

I do not own the rights to the song and no copyright infringement is intended.

Flesh Coffin (As Made Famous by Lorna Shore)

Written and produced by Banshee

THIS IS THE LAST TIME
I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD
I'VE LOST MY FUCKING MIND
DON'T YOU LEAVE THIS FUCKING ROOM
BITCH DON'T MAKE ME FIND YOU IN YOUR STUPID PONTIAC
TOP DOWN
I'M COMING STRAIGHT FOR YOUR HEAD
FUCK WITH A WITCH BITCH
NEVER LIVE ANOTHER DAY TO SIP A NATTY ICE
IN YOUR DIRTY ASS ROOM
WITH SOME BITCHES THAT YOU MET ONLINE 
WHO JUST WANNA SMOKE ALL YOUR WEED
GOOD FOR THEM 
THEY NEED IT MORE THAN YOU

FUCK WITH A WITCH

Written and produced by Banshee
Mixed/Mastered by Aeryn Aesc 

BREAK THE SKIN
GO IN SLOW
TWIST THE BLADE
GAPING HOLE
TURN U INSIDE OUT AND ROLL
TURN U INSIDE OUT AND ROLL
SWORE ON GOD
BUT HE’S DEAD
UR A LYING PIECE OF SHIT
WATCH WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU FLINCH
WATCH WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU FLINCH
THROW HIM IN THE BACK OF THE TRUNK
DRIVE THIS BITCH STRAIGHT OFF MULHOLLAND
NOW HE BELONGS TO THE WORMS
CRUSHED BY THE TABLE AS IT TURNS
I WOULD KILL A MAN  
FOR THE CHANCE TO KILL A MAN 
DUMP HIS GUTS OUT LIKE A BLUNT  
THEN ROLL HIM UP AND SMOKE THE SKIN 
BREAK THE SKIN
GO IN SLOW
TWIST THE BLADE
GAPING HOLE
TURN U INSIDE OUT AND ROLL
TURN U INSIDE OUT AND ROLL
SWORE ON GOD
BUT HE’S DEAD
UR A LYING PIECE OF SHIT
WATCH WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU FLINCH
WATCH WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU FLINCH
IMMA BREAK YOUR GAZE
LIKE A LASER THROUGH YOUR BRAIN
IM SICK OF BEING ON DISPLAY
CARVE MY NAME INTO YOUR
I WOULD KILL A MAN
FOR THE CHANCE TO KILL A MAN
GUT HIM OUT AND WEAR HIS SKIN
THEY’D NEVER FUCK WITH ME AGAIN

WORM

Immortal

Lorna Shore - Immortal

Lorna Shore - Death Portrait

Lorna Shore - This Is Hell

Grabbing at my ankles like I’m some shit
You call people stick figure puppets
You think that you’re some kinda prolific
Whatchu want with me 
I’m a dumb bitch
Die alone
I hope you die alone
Your mask fell off
Now you’re blocked from my phone
You can’t make me cry 
I was just your type 
It was all a lie
It was all a lie
You follow all my friends you fucking creep
Making fake accounts to stalk my shit while I sleep
Flexin that Chanel like you’re six figures deep
Spittin fake woke shit
Like you’re always on e
You spent all of these years tryna convince me
That you’re not one of them unless I look like me
You spent all of that time tryna know me
You should’ve spent that time in therapy
I hope you die alone bitch
Grabbing at my ankles like I’m some shit
You call people stick figure puppets
You think that you’re some kinda prolific
Whatchu want with me 
I’m a dumb bitch

CREEPS DIE ALONE

I DON'T WANNA FUCKIN DO THIS
BUT I HAVE NO CHOICE
IVE BEEN PUSHED TO MY WITS END
NOW IVE PAID THE PRICE ON MY SKIN
I DONT WANNA DIE BUT I WANT THIS TO END
YOURE LIKE STEPPING ON A LANDMINE
I CANT LIVE LIKE THIS
I DONT WANNA TALK ABOUT IT
I DONT EVER WANNA TALK
PLEASE DONT TALK TO ME ABOUT IT
BETTER YET DONT TALK AT ALL
IN YOUR VERY LAST MOMENTS OF LIFE
I HOPE YOU THINK OF ME
DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME
DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME
GET THE FUCK OFF
I SWEAR ILL KILL YOU
DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME
DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME
GET THE FUCK OFF
I SWEAR ILL KILL YOU
I DONT WANNA TALK ABOUT IT
I DONT EVER WANNA TALK
PLEASE DONT TALK TO ME ABOUT IT
BETTER YET DONT TALK AT ALL

Don't Fucking Touch Me

DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME

CHILLIN IN THE BACK OF THE TRUNK WHERE I PUT YOU
CAUSE I DONT FUCK WITH PEOPLE WHO REFER TO WOMEN AS FEMALES
AND I DONT FUCK WITH MEN WHO ACT LIKE THEYRE ALL FUCKIN ENTITLED
IM A WITCH
DONT GIVE A FUCK
SMOKED EVERY PAGE IN THE BIBLE
YOURE A JOKE
YOURE A JOKE
YOU WERE LIED TO BY YOUR FRIENDS
NOW YOU KNOW
YOURE A JOKE
DISCOUNT BEN SHAPIRO
A LOTTA FANCY WORDS
NOTHIN BUT SHIT OUT OF YOUR MOUTH HOLE
I WOULD RATHER SCOOP MY EYES OUT THAN TOUCH YOU
BUT IF IT WASNT CORONA I WOULD PULL UP AND FIGHT YOU
BET YOUD LIKE IT TOO
EAT MY DEMONIA BOOT
HELLO KITTY WITH THE STRAP
IM SO FUCKIN CUTE
YOU THINK YOU KNOW SHIT ABOUT ME
TAKE YOU TO BANSHEE SCHOOL
TEACH YOU TO SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR ONCE
MAYBE LISTEN TOO
I DO ALL THIS SHIT MYSELF
WHAT THE FUCK YOU DO
YOURE A JOKE
YOURE A JOKE
ALL YOUR FRIENDS ARE LAUGHING AT YOU
NOW YOU KNOW
YOURE A JOKE
DISCOUNT BEN SHAPIRO
A LOTTA FANCY WORDS
NOTHIN BUT SHIT OUT OF YOUR MOUTH HOLE
YOURE A JOKE
YOURE A JOKE
ALL YOUR FRIENDS ARE LAUGHING AT YOU
NOW YOU KNOW
YOURE A JOKE
YOURE A JOKE
DISCOUNT BEN SHAPIRO
YOURE A STUPID FUCKIN JOKE

Scum of the Earth

SCUM OF THE EARTH

I REMEMBER ALL THE TIMES I SAID GOODNIGHT ON FACETIME
WISHING ID WAKE UP AND EVERYTHING WOULD BE JUST FINE
ONE NIGHT I JUST SNAPPED AND SAID
I LOVE YOU BUT GOODBYE
FOREVER HAUNTED BY THE THINGS I WISH I SAID THAT NIGHT
I DON'T BELIEVE MEN LIKE YOU DESERVE TO LIVE
AND IF THERE WAS A GOD 
I DON'T BELIEVE THAT YOU'D EXIST
DEATH IS THE WAY TO REPENT FOR ALL YOUR SINS
AND UNTIL THEN MAY YOU ITCH INSIDE YOUR SKIN
MY EYES FEEL LIKE THEY'RE BLEEDING FROM
CRYING ALL NIGHT
YOU WERE YELLING ALL NIGHT
YOU SAID I'M THE ONE WHO NEEDED TO SEEK HELP
YOU WERE RIGHT
CAUSE YOU FUCKED ME UP FOR LIFE
YEA YOU FUCKED ME UP FOR LIFE
I DON'T BELIEVE MEN LIKE YOU DESERVE TO LIVE
AND IF THERE WAS A GOD 
I DON'T BELIEVE THAT YOU'D EXIST
DEATH IS THE WAY TO REPENT FOR ALL YOUR SINS
AND UNTIL THEN MAY YOU ITCH INSIDE YOUR SKIN

If There Was A God You Wouldn't Exist

IF THERE WAS A GOD YOU WOULDN'T EXIST

TODAY I KILLED YOU IN MY HEAD
I’M A BRAND NEW FUCKING BITCH
FUCK YOU AND FUCK ALL YOUR FRIENDS
THEY ALL KNOW YOU’RE A PIECE OF SHIT

I USED TO LET MEN LIKE YOU GET TO ME
NOW I FILL MY LUNGS WITH WEED
TO FORGET EVERY MEMORY OF YOU
AND FUCKIN BREATHE

IF LIFE WERE UP TO ME
YOU’D BE NOTHING BUT A STAIN 
ON THE SHEETS

YOU REALLY THOUGHT MY BODY'S YOURS
BITCH THAT BELONGS TO ME
YOU HATE ON ALL MY DREAMS WHILE I MAKE MONEY IN MY SLEEP

YOU HAVE NEVER OWNED ME
I AM THE REASON I BREATHE
IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW THAT I'VE SEEN I'M EVERYTHING YOU COULD NEVER BE

YOU HAVE NEVER OWNED ME
I AM THE REASON I BREATHE

I HOPE YOU CRY WHEN MY VOICE GETS STUCK INSIDE YOUR HEAD
AND NEVER LEAVES

YOU WILL NEVER OWN ME
I TOOK BACK MY REALITY

MY BODY IS MINE AND MY MIND IS FREE
I WAS NEVER YOURS AND YOU COULD NEVER BE ME

Don’t talk.

Pyper Davis