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Crazy Shit

  1. Stand, spin, binge drink
  2. can't stop fucking fidgeting (huur..)
  3. feel like I'm the syringe you
  4. poke into your skin..
  5. making you fly.. high..into the sky.. (AHHHHHHHHHH)
  6. you are flying piggy for the night
  7. until your wings are cut and you dive, (dive)
  8. into concrete below your feet, you dig deep (ouch)
  9. and all the cannibals
  10. gather to convert you.. or eat your liver for a sweet treat.
  11. (BOOM!) Served next to an YELLOW SMURF.. for lemon curd desert
  12. till the earth shakes and no
  13. mother fucker will be able to.. stand..
  14. without their face pulling a desirable taste for
  15. cream pie.. as im bashing your head into the foil
  16. screaming DIE FUCKER DIE..
  17. well..
  18. the drips drops, on this surface top,
  19. come together to form blobs
  20. theses blobs combine to form knots,
  21. never ending, NO STOP! I can't take it..
  22. RAIN! NO STOP! YOUR DRIP DROPS AND BIG BLOBS ARE RUINING MY FLIP FLOPS!
  23. It’s no wonder you have.. trouble.. Walking
  24. your feet are flopping, trippty trop,
  25. cloppty clop, STOP.. ya talking..
  26. i hear your words but they aint recording
  27. Rip your head off and stick it to a pick et fence,
  28. with powerful dispense, i lynch you up
  29. like fucking gimp, watch you shrink
  30. as i pore acid on your skin.
  31. I'm twist ed, fixated, I'm standing here
  32. pix elating blending in with your drink,
  33. fuck.. i fainted.. And entered a world
  34. where everyone seems so fucking spaced, standing so far away..
  35. every drug is fucking laced.. making me pace!
  36. Evil bitch staring at me sharpening her teeth with
  37. razor blades, I close my eyes.. count to 3
  38. Ready or not I'm about to pounce,
  39. pull your spine out, spin around
  40. And splash the blood about,
  41. Who the fuck are theses clowns who are following me about..
  42. i can't lose them, no matter how many times
  43. i turn a corner to confuse them.
  44. There always there.. staring at me in despair,
  45. fuck i can't take this shit..
  46. I'm going to catapult myself into the air!
  47. aiming at you.. cause that's
  48. what i fucking choose to do
  49. why do i always seem to loose?
  50. am i co co.. co?
  51. but.. i.. do it.. for you
  52. Lets... Just propose that's actually true? ...(HUH?)
  53. false.. check your pulse, it's... nothing at all..
  54. Your stools are burning a gaping hole, dissolving us all!
  55. but i stand on top, whilst your blood clots,
  56. ready to burst and disperse into the air,
  57. condemning the fair share of
  58. people who don't even care.. (Duurrr..)
  59. WE'LL MARCH our way to the cave we MADE
  60. stomping on each of their heads, as blood sheds
  61. and the bitch with razor blades fades away
  62. Just give me a clue.. (A clue you ask?)
  63. Oh it's under your shoe..
  64. OUCH! why are you doing that?
  65. (why are you standing on my head)
  66. Bitch, wait.. did you step in poo?
  67. because it's becoming difficult to chew..
  68. (through your laces of course..)
  69. FUCK YOU! YOUR BLUE... not orange..
  70. what the fuck did you eat a fruit tella or somethin?
  71. did it make you poop colours?
  72. cause babe that's a free lunch i could of munched, i ain't arguing..
  73. i like that.. your shitting rainbows.. it's lovely..
  74. kinda cuddly.. lets cuddle till your belly becomes.. BABYRIZED
  75. that's when i get up and VAPORIZE..
  76. cause I'm just not cut out.. i fuzz out
  77. and the stress gets shared about to the point i feel
  78. like i need to be slapped about, captured, caged and put down..
  79. Feed me morphine Dorothy.. but please don't corner me,
  80. the claustrophobia might kick in.. and my head might take a spin..
  81. i might slit your throat, gather a
  82. puddle of your blood in the palm of my hand,
  83. make you drink it and repeat the cycle,
  84. despite the fact i'll need a change of cloths,
  85. fuck it i'll dispose and run free with my dick exposed.
  86. This is exactly how low i go... Floor low.. just to let you know

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