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(juicy "j") |
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One cold winter of many tales |
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Trails of blood left in frozen snow |
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A family slaughtered by a loved one, forgive scarecrow |
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I turned against god and everything that i cared for most |
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Police arrived, candle light, butcher knives, bloody bedposts |
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Found staked on the floor soaked in evidence of the root of violence |
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Only a teen, sent to spend my final life in an insane asylum |
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So furious of past, i'm an adult i feel better now |
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But no matter, i tell them that i know they'll never let me out |
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I rot in this dread, my only world's the one in my head |
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I hate psycho-therapists, i walk amongst walking dead |
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Everday, yes every-single day, peepin' ways to escape |
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I got to find a way out this place, it's a must, got to find a way |
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I'm pullin hair up out my freakin' head yo |
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They trippin' cause a nigga put his ass in a choke hold |
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I wanna go psycho and kick this mutha ****in' force boi |
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In a padded room i know i'll never get up out this hole |
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I'm pacin' back and forth across this room |
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I gotta think of somethin, man i got to make a move |
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The day i killed my ****in' family in a week or two |
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I got to get up back out there i wanna do it again fool |
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Gettin' cool with the old ass maintence man |
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I told him "if you help me out i'd put a lotta papes in your hand |
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I stashed a lotta dough in dirt before a nigga left it |
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If you help me out when i get out i'll give you half on that deal" |
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The old man ready, he grinnin', that stray |
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Look here gramps, meet me at my door for the plan round 'bout 8 |
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Check it pops, you got to get a shovel and a pine box |
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Put me in the ground and dig me out once they talk to the cops |
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I'm gonna need a slight overdose of some mother ****in' sleepin' pills |
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So while i'm waitin in the dirt i won't breathe up the air in here |
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Sneak in the office get the keys off of dr. malique |
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And while you doin that i'll take the pills so i fall asleep |
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I started feelin' my awareness fadin' away |
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I could slightly hear all the dirt gettin' tossed on to the pine crate |
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I awoke and in my square waiting to be freed |
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But from the light i seen someone killed the maintence man that dormant |
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With me |
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I'm scared, is anyone out there? |
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Damn, i'm scared is anyone out there? |
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I'm scared, is anyone out there? |
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Damn, i'm scared is anyone out there? |
