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I was trippin down Black Star Road.
It’s where I found my new coyote coat.
Took her home and showed her to the buck knife
Hung her out on my tree so she could dry
But this wasn’t your usual road kill
It held the curse of the Little Miss Jack Spell
So next I stepped out outa my home
I got this feeling inside my bones
Started running thru the blood stained road
Trying to find the old pack of coyote
But this wasn’t your usual cuerpo
It had the soul that digged me a hole
Now I could hear every voice of long past
They said they knew why I had come back
They said I was possessed by little miss jack
To kill the man whose been setting traps
But this wasn’t your usual cult
hip to bone the dead coyote
I never did wake from that trance
I killed everyman with traps in his hands
I killed everyman that walked on the path
I killed everyone for little miss Jack