...And I Heard You We're A Psycho Killer?

Please forgive me for walking away I've been losing my mind with not much to say And I've got this itch in the back of my head I just can't scratch And my hands won't relax Until my nails hold blood within their cracks 'Til my nails hold blood within their cracks And I scratch away the flesh from my bones To expose what’s beneath Eating me from the inside out And it was little images of me my mind conceived To believe I was the root of all evil As people we are not see through Believe me you that it’s true I wish to be transparent With a red glow at my finger tips To let you all know That God didn't do this! Please forgive me for walking away I've been losing my mind with not much to say And I've got this itch in the back of my head I just can't scratch And my hands won't relax Until my nails hold blood within their cracks 'Til my nails hold blood within their cracks Deep into the meat, this skin My old friend flesh has been driving me Like an automobile And if my thoughts were headlights You'd be scared 'Til I peel you off the grill of a smile That was meant to kill My hood is a dinner plate Had a thicker head but a thinner fate Than your mind could cache/cash 'Til you form an idea that I could catch You mammalian animals You shouldn't relax I’m going to dig in deep and attach Dig deep and attach 'til my nails hold blood within their cracks 'Til my nails hold blood within their cracks Please forgive me for walking away I've been losing my mind with not much to say And I've got this itch in the back of my head I just can't scratch And my hands won't relax Until my nails hold blood within their cracks 'Til my nails hold blood within their cracks Knowing what you know Would you let me hold you? Would you let me hold you? Knowing what you know Would you let me hold you? Hold you close Knowing what you know Would you let me hold you? Would you let me hold you? Knowing what you know Would you let me hold you? Hold you close…

Look at me (look at my face while I'm killing you) Look at me (look at my face while I'm killing you) Look at me (look at my face while I'm killing you) Look at me (look at my face while I'm killing you) Now that I've got your attention Let us question my sanity And these things that provoke my thoughts These demons are taking their toll And youre paying the cost Until repair is bought I'm burning from the inside out Now I'm trying to burn you No doubt! Yes now that we've got your attention (Attention!) Now that we've got your attention (Attention!) Now that we've got your attention (Attention!) Yes now that we-- now that we've got your Now that I've got your attention I want to discuss my utter disgust at you, trying to be done with what is not finished You will not demolish through These walls ache but will not break unless they break you You cannot escape now that fate has come to claim you Look at me (look at my face while I'm killing you) Look at me (look at my face while I'm killing you) Look at me (look at my face while I'm killing you) Repeat--

All my friends are dead and the ones that are alive Well their going to ride with me until the grave So I guess its all the same Ain't shit changed Just a couple of names Just a couple of names And to them well, I ain't got nothing to say (nope) I ain't got nothing to say Except maybe... I'll even leave the TV screen on And scream on, clean through the static Got an automatic pressed against the attic If home is where the heart is I'm tearing the roof off this duplex With the force of a suplex Hit the ring going Bang, Bang, Bang So no you cannot change my mind Even if you mopped up all the stains and the brains Behind there's a name to find Floating in a pool of grime They’re like, who the fuck is this that just passed Gone in a flash and body turned to ash With him an opinion less than proper So you can keep the copper for my eyelids On my end there's silence So you can, you can You can kill that noise It was search and destroy And I found myself In the mirror gripping metal getting ready for death because... I ain't got nothing to say I ain't got nothing to say Except Fuck the world and I'm out this bitch You can get fly but I'm out this shit Now this is rest for the wicked Grab your shovel and chisel Lets make the a soil top bed And your headstone pillow Carve out a name and initial A quote for visitors forgetting That the ideal life is that your ideas don't die with you Old boggling brain The individual processed through dirt Rotting pile turned mineral A pinnacle of your life I know it’s sounding cynical But this is where your thoughts lie For nobody to listen to And oh how forgetful Now I'm back on the surface I've watched a serpent swallow their tongue Like what’s the purpose Well that's enough inertia to make the world spin perfect And that's how it feels to make death feel certain And this is how it is when the words feel worthless Get revenge Let the worms go and bite the fucking birds Its nothing left to say Fuck the world and its purpose I ain't got nothing to say I ain't got nothing to say I ain't got nothing to say I ain't got nothing to say I ain't got nothing to say I ain't got nothing to say Except Fuck the world and I'm out this bitch You can keep it fly but I'm out this shit like All my friends are dead and the ones that are alive Well their going to ride with me until the grave So I guess its all the same Homie ain't shit changed

...But I Don’t Wanna Die,so--just Let Me Go

Thank your brain now For your emotions Thank your heart For pumping that blood Thank your body Thank its touch Thank it all Until you've had enough It’s alive! It’s alive! It’s alive! It’s alive! I clearly don't control this What you're looking at now is something soulless So behold this Just another hopeless case Of a man who kept talking Until he swallowed his face That's food for thought For a brain like a cannibal It walks and talks But while feeding its all animal Mammal by the hairs I'm aware that I'm slowly losing touch But from what I was holding That really ain't saying much Got a hole under my sweater My heart up in a clutch Still pumping in vain Out of veins Left a heart shaped stain When I fell from them chest pains Perfecting anatomy Dig deeper with a slice and cut Because we can make it better But not by much (I said) We can make it better But not by much Perfecting anatomy Dig deeper with a slice and cut Because we can make it better But not by much (I said) We can make it better But not by much Thank your brain now For your emotions Thank your heart For pumping that blood Thank your body Thank its touch Thank it all Until you've had enough Headless but with face Mouth full of distaste Conversations a waste-less body It hungers Won't you please feed it? Full of pain You know that it needs it I can't help myself I can't get a grip of the fragments That made me slip This shit called memories They’re apart of me Embedded in my DNA I can't get away from this No matter how hard I try I just evolve When will I just die? Perfecting anatomy Dig deeper with a slice and cut Because we can make it better But not by much (I said) We can make it better But not by much Perfecting anatomy Dig deeper with a slice and cut Because we can make it better But not by much (I said) We can make it better But not by much Perfecting anatomy Dig deeper with a slice and cut Because we can make it better But not by much (I said) We can make it better But not by much

Body rock! Body rock! Body rock! Body rock! Body rock! Body rock! Body rock! Body rock! Ay Hey We are going to do it all We go Going to body rock em til' calamity calls I say Ay Hey We are going do it all Just keep your body moving til' calamity calls Crooked I contemplate What to love but hate Its time to get going' Its time to take shape Its time to take the form of a...a mutate Put on new face on rap This mishap can make... ERROR Make mistakes for more calculated risks To open up your heart Poor it all in a disk And patch up your wrist Clutch and make a fist Fight for your right Your right to be pissed and upset Never let the cyst forget That the stem at the end It’s your roots; it’s your friends It’s your fam and I am More than an ends to a means Which means that We can now begin to be Every number incorporated We're all one now Assimilated Evolve through the pain and make weight With poison in the air And murder on our plate You are what you eat Now we are just this A justice The taste A form of a fist Yeah we're swinging now All black and blue Until your screaming out All red and bloody I bet they hear you now I bet they hear you now (saying) Ay Hey We are going to do it all We go Going to body rock em til' calamity calls I say Ay Hey We are going to do it all Just keep your body moving til' calamity calls Ay Hey We are going to do it all We go Going to body rock em til' calamity calls Lets get a forum for it Lets get the formula going' I think their showing' signs Might have made contact Set up the beacon Make the mother ship come back Send up the beacon Make the mother ship come back Lets do the combat All we really learn Is that guns do burst And bullets do burn So, don't let it get to you To get to your head There are only two types of people The living and the dead so. Hey Hey We are going to do it all We go Going to body rock em 'til calamity calls And when it falls down You'll be ready to go When it all falls down You'll be ready to go go go Hey Hey We are going to do it all We go Going to body rock em 'til calamity calls And when it falls down You'll be ready to go Shit, your living or your dying Baby, you already know You know we're living, living You know we're oh so live Living, living You know we're oh so live Living, living You know we're oh so live Living, living You know we're oh so live We going do it all, do it all Body rock em 'til calamity calls Until it calls Hey We are going to do it all Just keep your body moving 'til calamity calls (Never surrender) Just move (Never give up) Just move (Never surrender) We are going to do it all Baby, We going do it all Hell yeah We were going to do it all Just keep your body moving 'til calamity calls

You want souls Well we got em' Come join us now down at the bottom Sodom and Gomorrah the merrier The more scars the scarier So bring it on No god, No monsters, just man Want to see evil Than just stand right here Ready your hands and open your palms Stare into the eye of the crazy calm We're all just fruit in the Garden of Eden And we've been eating ourselves Just feeding our egos Until our bellies go pop So dumb because our mouths are numbed As medication from our cavities From eating ourselves alive But when it all done The ego finally dies Hell no I aint saying I'm above it Heaven yes I'm going to hell And I love it And I put my feet down in the flames You won't hear me scream Because I feel no pain And it’s scary Or maybe I do and I'm used to it Take these things and I-- I use it You can't have it It’s unique to me See, I'm looking for a hurt That speaks to me What would it say? If it saw you screaming this way Sounds the same when you laugh Planet into ash It burns while it grows Believe you me It learns and it knows You want souls Well we got em' Come join us now down at the bottom Sodom and Gomorrah the merrier The more scars the scarier So bring it on No god, No monsters, just man Want to see evil Than just stand right here Ready your hands and open your palms Stare into the eye of the crazy calm And aren't we all just pretty much what we've been feeding Beast of men And men dream of Eden Eating Heaven Returning them to what they were (yeah) Change the claws and we shed the fur But really it’s all the same The only difference this time is We load our fangs And our bite goes bang Succumb when it comes around The humming that will dumb you down Fuck no I'm not saying I'm beyond it But either way I never wanted to feel the flames I dangle above, feeling no pain And its scary, this repetition Malicious sedition from tradition Envision a bright future With a bright red blood shed Such a bright young head In bed with evil So mislead The truth is (yeah) It’s easier when we're all dead (Yeah) It’s easier when we're all dead(Yeah) It’s easier when we're all dead You want souls Well we got em' Come join us now down at the bottom Sodom and Gomorrah the merrier The more scars the scarier So bring it on No god, No monsters, just man Want to see evil Than just stand right here Ready your hands and open your palms Stare into the eye of the crazy calm

Probably won't be coming around. I probably won't be coming around. They probably want to body me over geometry, put them in the holes six feet. Cut deep shaped rectangular this is what it takes to just bang ya hang ya. Clean over the bowels of hell with a sign taped to your back that reads save yourself (It's the kids in the stereo) Coming through with the lights n beams, rather burn holes through with them to bite your scene. Disintegrate break a dinner plate, hungry and mean. Flip a table throw a chair if we're there, there's nothing here to feed nothing here to supersede. The idea of an artist grabbing the mic spitting what he wrote trying to get it right. Everything feels wrong then you feel oh so gone. You got to ask yourself are you there. You got to ask yourself how many care. That they're giving you the dotted line treatment on a tightrope a life. Here comes the knife, he drops the mic and falls towards the light. Once again I'm on my way down so I probably won't be coming around. No I probably won't be coming around anymore. I probably won't be coming around. I probably won't be coming around anymore. At least not around here you can watch me watch me watch me disappear. You can watch me watch me watch me disappear. At least not around here you can watch me watch me watch me disappear. You can watch me watch me watch me disappear. You say I'm self-centered nah I'm trying to center myself until I self medicate don't remember myself. So what's left? Just a letter and a pen on the shelf. And what it says? I let my head get ahead of myself. They all told me this is something I would have to learn, before my mind started racing and it crashed and burned. Broke the fucking wheel off meaning cracked the nerve of a man who drove himself into the damned in dirt. But we work without a light fixture or candles lighten. Just ammunition to break tradition of manuscriptions. It's KITS giving your adolescent a aneurysm. And doom box is the shadow cast of a Cataclysm. But no reflection needed you'll probably never see it so just proceed to supersede yourself and I'll delete it. And repeated until everyone is aware of it. You ask me where my true colors? Right here they're transparent! I probably won't be coming around. I probably won't be coming around anymore. I probably won't be coming around. I probably won't be coming around anymore. At least not around here you can watch me watch me watch me disappear. You can watch me watch me watch me disappear. You can watch me watch me watch me disappear. (Repeat)

(You can cut me, you can burn me. Just remember you can't hurt me.) I'll stay tattered and tore ignored by the average idiot that acts like an idiot savant. And I'm an intellectual denied left sweaterless and stripped of my pride then I died inside. But outside is a whole other thing beastly ugly ogre and mean left with low self-esteem. Can't you hear me SCREAM in the back of the class room? I've been waiting to ask you why must I teach myself? My head is bogusly buggin! I'm freaking out over nothing! Can someone help me out? (NO!) Well I'll do the best I can, and I'll do the best I can, and I'll do the best I can, and I'll do the best I can, and I'll do the best. I'm getting better and I, I'm getting better and I, I'm getting better and I'm MUCH BETTER THAN YOU. I'm better than you, I'm better than you, I'm better than you, much better than. You can cut me you can burn me just remember you can't hurt me, cuz I'm feeling nothing I will never again, never again, never again, never again, NEVER.

We keep them heads ringing, minus the sinus. We have that violence for the spineless, and timeless minds for the blinded. This is the feeling of congealing with another direction. It's far from love and affection this is the cobalt negative (x2) So keep them heads ringing open the eyes that keeps the mind secluded. Kids are back like a tap and a fucking pint a spinal fluid. Third eye movement following every sentence into rhythm so inquisitive it tingles all 5 senses. We're not demented, all being, like you couldn't tell. Whether deaf, dumb, or blind sounds delivered in braille. It's vibrations as well to give you something feel. So go and feel it or just back the fuck up! Back the fuck up and learn to kick rocks. You stubbed toes we put heads in slip knots And drop so hard it'll crack your face. If they weren't already dead they'll need a neck brace. Kids go with a flow that crash like dark waves. Not a hard knock life, but enough dark days. And you'd know just what its like if you had you any and you're looking at some dudes that have had too many. Now it's pennies over eyelids. Murder and violence. Hear that chainsaw get RAWWW then silence. Where the mother fucking SHHH in the lamb. The slit wrist leaving red hands. They caught you branded style does damage if you touch so careful let you wish to get cut the fuck up. Said careful let you wish to get cut the fuck up. Saying careful less you wish to get CUT CUT CUT! With rusty razors to your faces putting hangers in the wrong places. Blatant when we bangin and we hang e'm in high graces. Amen! Variety of inches to the nails just say when. Sick blessings. Hard lessons but I'm fresh out a ghoul school bullying with new tools. Monkey wrench to the gears of peers and lay them on the bench for years. In the name of the KIDS! We keep them heads ringing, minus the sinus. We have that violence for the spineless, and timeless minds for the blinded. This is the feeling of congealing with another direction. It's far from love and affection this is the cobalt negative (x2)

Now check my pulse, feels like my heart stopped it's barely beating, cold sweats of emotion and plus I'm barely breathing. What makes me feel this way why do I have to feel the stress? I don't know but any minute though I can feel my heart trying to jump out of my chest. I can't deal with it, not another one of them again I wish somebody could take the pain away. When it happens I'm supposed to calm down 10 count but I always find myself counting the day away. Need a change of pace from the mistakes I've made. I should stay away and never waste the day, but tell me how you take it day to day when you feel like your death is only days away. But on the outside its apparent I'm chill, because the inside feels therapy and pills. But when it wears off feel barely the will, to even get up out of bed care for me or feel. No regrets or shame my soul sets it aches. Feels like I'm always trying to fucking test my faith. Protected? Safe? Nah I know my death awaits, but it'll take away these cold sweats and shakes. And that's great!

I try to look to the sky but I can only see to the top of the street lights. They've built too many cities. When will my God come and burn them down. And I'll make soap from the ashes to cleanse this wicked skin, but how do I get rid of that dirt that comes from within. I guess I'm only human. And I guess I'm only HUMAN! Maybe not, maybe when I die and I rot I'll become one with the dirt and the filth from which I came from! We are at the bottom of this fucking hole I don't think I can get any lower than this. Unless its devils, but after being human I can't believe it, I can't believe in it AHHH! We are at the bottom of this fucking hole I don't think I can get any lower than this. Unless its devils, but after being human I can't believe it, I can't believe in it AHHH! Lost my soul going for self. Now the walls are closing in and I'm losing my heath. Losing my breath, losing my sweat, and everything else and even when I'm moving stealth. This place knows my every step the walls have eyes and the shadows that lurk inside they want me to die. In the belly of this monstrous construct. Human beings feel small we some monstrous conduct. About themselves about this hell, because they see we're all just working bees. Insects living a lie the truth planning to escape when the pinnacles break we'll take it to this.Tower of Babel, pray for God that can turn this the gravel. Rejoice in this! Dust to dust and if we get smashed when we crush it's guts it's all part of the grand scheme. Feeling complete we'll swim to the sky when we fill up the street with blood. Never stopping to think how maybe now we built this place too deep. We are at the bottom of this fucking hole I don't think I can get any lower than this. Unless its devils, but after being human I can't believe it, I can't believe in it AHHH! We are at the bottom of this fucking hole I don't think I can get any lower than this. Unless its devils, but after being human I can't believe it, I can't believe in it AHHH!

This is not magic. This is not a miracle. This is a delusion living in America. This is my hustle. No I can't trust you. I got a rise above you even if I love you. To each his own the saying goes. The only quote that stays afloat while people take doses wear clothes and snap photos. Frozen in poses they hope to fill quotas. A way to get close to invoking emotions. Ohhhhh I'm not feeling alright! Been frustrated all of my life! I'm looking for a place to be! Let me know if you see a vacancy! Ohhhhh don't want to stay right here! Don't want to be just anywhere! I'm looking for a way to be! Fuck you and your complacency! Yo this is not the rambling of straggling vagabonds, this is the pursuance of precious metal and land to live upon. Plant our seeds and we grow our own garden. Have a little place to put our dearly departed. Home is where the heart is but they're making us heartless. Destroying society with contractual installments. And if it makes them money they would even take my carcass. Tear apart my body and throw me away like I'm garbage. Do you love to love without the sight of any money? A personal check? Just let me know the minimum. Infinite is not in my limit if you insist on living perfect I guess I couldn't get a minutes worth. Listen existence is not just physical a pixel with a bigger integer. I interpret your just a typical person with no intricate circuits. We can turn it full circle, return to the surface, and plug that significance in.

Bundy Ted said to Ed here we go A-Gein, time to clean the guillotine of chunks but save me the spleen. Cuz I'm keen on them soft parts, dark hearts like Pounds and Larkin sat around sparking, pen after pen visions in their eyes of burning women and men. Set it all to ruin, don't ask me what the fuck am i doing. Cuz I don't even feel human anymore. But I am NOT a machine, but being who is built of the idea I couldn't be. I got some screws loose but I keep the bolts locked that's the nail on the head a chip off the old block. You say the vision sadistic don't be so pessimistic listen to the specimen with many different mechanisms. Its like the body is ready for war when the head is missing. Don't let the message miss you go to take another listen. What you hear what you hear what you're hearing here is but a being trying to be when the end is near. It's all over and I just want to be free, all I really want to be is me. All I really want to be is me, all I really want to be is me, but a being just a being but a being just a being but a being just a being like me. I don't want to be anything but me(x4) Its not facade or a god complex, or an odd concept to get when there's no one left to connect. Now watch the mirror reflect and dissect any part of you made in the image of somebody else. Its all stealth when I strangle a doppelganger with a metal hanger I told you it's what I'm all about. Ripping the bots down to the wire, so I'm coming with some scissors and some needle nose pliers. So shame on us! Shame on us to have a fucking brain on us, because if it ain't got it's in the fucking pain I trust, but even then it ain't enough so what's left but to put paint on rust. To put paint on rust wipe the dust and scrape the crust off cadavers. Floating in gray matter, trying to find something that matters beyond this repetition beyond this repetition beyond... What you hear what you hear what you're hearing here is but a being trying to be when the end is near. It's all over and I just want to be free, all I really want to be is me. All I really want to be is me, all I really want to be is me, but a being just a being but a being just a being but a being just a being like me. I don't want to be anything but me(x4)