A dark stormy night and I'm trapped in a diner
Nothing bad will happen cause I'm only a minor
Dude behind the counter looks weird as f*ck
He's probably a murderer holy shit this sucks
The food's at the table, it's a bloody f*cking mess
I think I hear the heart still beating in his chest
The man jumps the counter he's got a chainsaw
He looked straight at me and says that
You'll be toasted and fried
And you'll be baked alive until you're dead
You're bread
I'll grill you up, your ass is mine
It's time to dine
Toasted and fried
And you'll be baked alive until you're dead
You're bread
I'll grill you up, your ass is mine
It's time to dine
It's time to die
It's time to dine
It's time to die