Released on August 30, 2026

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[Verse 1]

Now it’s fucking time for a feast

Instead of rhyming the least

Of my worries on the beat

I can’t keep in this caged beast

He’s escaping, the streets

Looking to see and greet

Some young blood and new meat

There’s blood on my t-shirt from the blood that I drink

Blood leaking from people’s heads

Cutting them clean

Munch on the skin

I can’t keep these thoughts locked in

Again so here I am, fucking rampant, this is it


[Chorus]

(Red Hands)

Watch your head get cut off

(Red Hands)

Can’t control what I thought up

(Red Hands)

Head to toe covered with blood from

(Red Hands)

(Red Hands)

(Red Hands)

Watch your head get cut off

(Red Hands)

Can’t control what I thought up

(Red Hands)

Head to toe covered with blood from

(Red Hands)

(Red Hands)


[Verse 2]

As I prance and gloat

About my fantasy to wrap my hands around your throat

It’s cold, grass covered snow

I go to the golf course, get my club and then I hope

For the best, as I go approach

This lady, same age as me, and if you wonder how I know

Because she goes to my school

This little bitch once provoked me

Bumped me in the hallways so right now I’ma do things

I go talk to her

“Hey lil bitch, remember me?

You owe me an apology, and that’s what you’ll give to me”

As I swing back and aim at the fucking head

And then drag her body back to the trunk as I left

Pulled her out at my house, and then I stomped her to death

You fucking wench, you think the confessional helped?

Why fucking bother fixing me if I’m still going to jail

I cut her fucking limbs off and then throw them down in a well

To make a wish


[Chorus]

(Red Hands)

Watch your head get cut off

(Red Hands)

Can’t control what I thought up

(Red Hands)

Head to toe covered with blood from

(Red Hands)

(Red Hands)

(Red Hands)

Watch your head get cut off

(Red Hands)

Can’t control what I thought up

(Red Hands)

Head to toe covered with blood from

(Red Hands)

(Red Hands)


[Bridge]

You’re never waking up

Apologies aren’t enough

Bitch we’re never making up

So I’m gonna cut you off

Starting off limb from limb

Fucking all over again

From all the blood that ya’ll bleed

(Red Hands)

(Red Hands)

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