2.3am
There is no escaping
There's no place to hide
You scream 'someone save me'
But they don't pay no mind
Your walking down a horror corridor
It's almost 4 in the morning
and your in a..nightmare its horrible
Right there's the coroner,
waiting for ya to turn the corner so he can corner ya
Your a goner hes onto ya,
out the corner of his cornea, he just saw ya run.
All ya want is to rest cause you cant run anymore your done
All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience
While everybody is watching in the party applauding it
Here I sit while im caught up in deep thought again,
contemplating my next plot again
Swallowing a Klonopin while I'm nodding in
and out on the ottoman at the Ramada inn
holding onto the pill bottle then
Lick my finger and swirl it around 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 have just blacked out again, not again
It's 3am in the morning, put my key in the door and,
bodies laying out all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there,
but I guess I must have killed them, killed them
It's 3am in the morning, put my key in the door and,
bodies laying out all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there,
but I guess I must have killed them, killed them
Sitting nude in my living room, its almost noon
I wonder whats on the tube, maybe they'll show some boobs
Surfing every channel until I find Hannah Montana than I reach
for the aloe and lanolin
Bust all over the wall panel and dismantling every candle on top
of the fireplace mantle
Grab my flannel and my bandanna than 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 pens; Jesus when does it end
Mazes that I go through, gazed and I'm so confused,
day that I don't know who, gave these molecules too
Me, what am I gon' do. Hey! the prodigal son.
The diabolical one, very methodical when I slaughter them
It's 3am in the morning, put my key in the door and,
bodies laying out all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there,
but I guess I must have killed them, killed them
It's 3am in the morning, put my key in the door and,
bodies laying out all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there,
but I guess I must have killed them, killed them
It puts the Lotion in the bucket
It puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again
It puts the Lotion in the bucket
It puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again
I cut and I slash, slice, and gash, last night was a blast
I can't quite remember
when I had that much fun off of 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
And 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 bath water that outta 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 covered： And screams,
this don't seem to bother me none
It's 3am and here I come so you should probably run
A secret passage way 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
But there ain't no stopping me from chopping him up
It's 3am in the morning, put my key in the door and,
bodies laying out all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there,
but I guess I must have killed them, killed them
It's 3am in the morning, put my key in the door and,
bodies laying out all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there,
but I guess I must have killed them, killed them
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