| Nothin' but Rage in my entity, a page for a symphony | |
| Still a ******' Firestarter lighters ain't on this degree | |
| My ************ning will never stop, ****** runnin' from every cop | |
| Wait 'til the sun goes down and have a showdown out in Salem's Lot | |
| Still workin' the Night ************ft, I am the Doorway | |
| Golf clubs for violence this a different kinda foreplay | |
| Sometimes they come back, sometimes they don't | |
| And sometimes I give a ****** but most times I won't | |
| And I think sometimes I'm made to sin, beat them 'til the broom is bent | |
| Take a trip and add it to the bodies out in Chamberlain | |
| The Lawnmower Man couldn't see all the holes I dug | |
| Rifles on my back like I'm some ******' kinda soldier bro | |
| I'm the Devil, they'd nickname my Fury Christine | |
| See me through the Mist, I'm a mother******' King | |
| I know the Cycle of the Werewolf, the Reverend couldn't see him | |
| Through the Mist still exist as a mother******' King | |
| I'm the Devil, if ever there was such a thing | |
| See me through the Mist, I'm a mother******' King | |
| I know the Cycle of the Werewolf, the Reverend couldn't see him | |
| Through the Mist still exist as a mother******' King | |
| I'm a mother******' king, I'm a mother******' monster | |
| Readin' books on murder? I'm the mother******' author | |
| Tell you where we finna go, welcome to my Creep Show | |
| Stay out my Secret Garden, I got a Wolf named Cujo | |
| That's guardin' it, I'm experienced you need a starter kit | |
| Long walk, Short Pier, Roadwork there's no clear | |
| No air, heard your daughter's missin' they can't find that ************ | |
| Nowhere, nowhere, still lack is no fear | |
| No heart in my chest cause I was born without | |
| No heart in her chest cause I took that ************t out | |
| And they can't find girl two, they said that she was lost | |
| And they can't find me cause I'm duckin' the law | |
| And still ******' them all, and never lovin' these broads | |
| And never cuffin' unless I'm cuffin' them in a morgue | |
| Say I'm twisted and demented but murder can fascinate | |
| White girl in a white dress and that's my prom date, Carrie | |
| I'm the Devil, they'd nickname my Fury Christine | |
| See me through the Mist, I'm a mother******' King | |
| I know the Cycle of the Werewolf, the Reverend couldn't see him | |
| Through the Mist still exist as a mother******' King | |
| I'm the Devil, if ever there was such a thing | |
| See me through the Mist, I'm a mother******' King | |
| I know the Cycle of the Werewolf, the Reverend couldn't see him | |
| Through the Mist still exist as a mother******' King |