There is no escaping, there's no place to hide You scream, "Someone save me" But they don't pay no mind, goodbye
Your walking down a horror corridor It's almost 4 in the morning and your in a Nightmare it's horrible, right there is the coroner
Waiting for you to turn the corner so he could corner you You're a goner he's on to you
Out the corner of his cornea he just saw you run All you want is to rest cause you can't run anymore you're done All he wants is to kill in you front of an audience While everybody is watching in the party applauding it
Here I sit while I'm caught up in deep thought again Contemplating my next plot again Swallowing a Klonopin while I'm nodding in and out of autumn At the Ramada Inn holding on to the pill bottled then
Lick my finger and swirl it round the bottom And make sure I got all of it Wake up naked at McDonalds with blood all over me Dead bodies behind the counter, shit Guess I must've just blacked out again, not again
It's 3 a.m. in the morning, put my key in the door Bodies laying all over the floor and I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must've Killed 'em, killed 'em
It's 3 a.m. in the morning, put my key in the door Bodies laying all over the floor and I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must've Killed 'em, killed 'em
Sitting nude in my living room, it's almost noon I wonder what's on the tube, maybe they'll show some boobs Flipping every channel until I find Hannah Montana Then I reach for the Aloe and Lanolin
Bust all over the wall panel and Dismantling every candle on top of the fireplace mantle and Grab my flannel and my bandana then Kiss the naked mannequin man again
You can see him standing in my front window if you look in I'm just a hooligan who's used to using hallucinogens Causing illusions again, brain contusions again Cutting and bruising the skin Razors, scissors and pins, Jesus when does it end?
Phases that I go through dazed and I'm so confused Days that I don't know who gave these molecules to Me what am I gonna do? Pay the prodigal son, The Diabolical one Very methodical when I slaughter them
It's 3 a.m. in the morning, put my key in the door Bodies laying all over the floor and I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must've Killed 'em, killed 'em
It's 3 a.m. in the morning, put my key in the door Bodies laying all over the floor and I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must've Killed 'em, killed 'em
She puts the lotion in the bucket She puts the lotion on the skin or else it gets the hoes again She puts the lotion in the bucket She puts the lotion on the skin or else it gets the hoes again
I bite and I slash, slice and gash, last night was a blast I can't quite remember when I had that much Fun off a half pint of the jack, my last Vic and a half A flashlight up Kim Kardashian's ass
I remember the first time I dismembered a family member December I think it was I was having drinks with my cousin I wrapped him in Christmas lights pushed him into the stinking tub Cut him up into pieces and just when I went to drink his blood
I thought I outta drink his bathwater, that oughta be fun That's when my days of serial murder, manslaughter begun The sight of blood excites me, that might be an artery son Your blood curdling screams, just don't seem to bother me none
It's 3 a.m. and here I come, so you should probably run A secret passageway around here Man there's got to be one, oh no there's probably none He can scream all that he wants, top of his lungs It ain't gonna stop me from choppin' him up, up
It's 3 a.m. in the morning, put my key in the door Bodies laying all over the floor and I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must've Killed 'em, killed 'em
It's 3 a.m. in the morning put my key in the door Bodies laying all over the floor and I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must've Killed 'em, killed 'em
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