Camp Crystal Lake
There's a new psycho at Camp Crystal Lake
You thought Jason would kill me well it's a little late
I've survived so many shots already so you should put that pistol away
When it's not Friday the 13th I own Camp Crystal Lake
Jason Voorhees saw my pen and ran and hid, hes turned into a coward
He's waiting for the smoke to clear, but I burned away his powers
I've seen some horrific things that turned my poetry dark
It's time to make the pad bleed in return for life leaving me emotionally scarred
My pen is loaded and I'm going to fulfil my desires
These horrific scenes will leave you speechless like Michael Myers
I'm just a sarcastic, dark, twisted poet who's artistic
a nice guy who's barbaric and my heart's missing
I make Freddy Krueger seem like a teddy bear, I'm the real horror god
Jason, Freddy and Michael Myers saw me with a loaded pen and hired bodyguards
I'm the one who made Freddy Krueger scared to dream
My pen doesn't run out of ammo, no one's prepared for me
I'm the new psycho at Camp Crystal Lake
You thought Jason would kill me but it's a little late
I've survived so many shots already so you should put that pistol away
When it's not Friday the 13th me and my pen own Camp Crystal Lake
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