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PLAINFIELD, WISCONSIN
hooligan chase
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Was he a good guy?
Oh yeah, he's a good guy
Then bury him
Skellies in my closet, couple bones in my dresser
My name is bein' spoken, I'm succumbin' to the pressure
I scheduled my demise, when I suffer you feel pleasure
Layin' in your bed, let's convert it to a stretcher
Dissolve into a spirit and I linger in the cellar
Lackin' serotonin, it's too low for them to measure
Dustin' off a Ouija board and jottin' down the letters
The mеssage is "You not alone"
Trust me, you was nеver
I'm in Carcosa
The Black Pearl, bitch it's Barbossa
I cast spells if you come closer
Heemeyer with the killdozer
Bayonets when we red rover (red rover)
Mia Wallace, now she Malkova
Them prop guns, you is a toy soldier
Hill house every October
It's not over
Fillin' up a urn on the mantle
Take a pic to the wick, light a candle
Under bridges with the homeless and vandals
Really I be makin' plans just to cancel
There's a witch in the woods and I'm Hansel
The faint cry of a banshee, a damsel
With my life on the line, I'ma gamble
In the kitchen, hide the stash by the Campbell's
You eat guts?
Yeah
I like 'em
Helter skelter, underground shelter
Several missin' persons in the Mississippi Delta
Thought I was abandoned by the presence 'til I felt a
Cold gust of wind, here's that old rush again (ah)
Live and direct (direct)
Dried off the flesh (flesh)
How they still alive? They survivin' at best
Bugs in my brain (brain), flies in my chest (chest)
Throwin' on whatever when I'm high gettin' dressed (dressed)
Dial up the priest, eyes wide, I'm possessed (possessed)
This the wild west (west)
Sound like she obsessed (obsessed)
Riverside junkies buggin' out cookin' meth (meth)
Way out of control, in this house, I'm a pest (pest)
Metallic taste, 25I (25I)
My frontal lobe dippin' bye-bye (bye-bye)
I flip the bird when I drive by (drive by)
Fuck the rules y'all abide by (abide by)
Stirrin' up the pot, now it's bubblin', ay
They used to say my attitude was troublin' ay
Ma-many men copycattin' other men, wait
Ask a cougar hunter, "Where your mother been?", Hey
Enterin' the States and I'm smugglin', ay
Say you keep the piece but that's puzzlin', ay
You animal balloons and some jugglin', ay
Gra-graveyard shift, get to shovellin', ay
You
We're dealin' with sick people here, do you understand?
Dangerously sick people!