Lyrics
Just me and a rag of chlorophyll, i m deranged with tendencies, my willful knife wield in hand connected with his chest
They don t even know i m eating people til i m on the evening news and the, say fuck the cops Twiztid, it s just who s next
My subjects follow no pattern, say fuck the cops Psycho, and now you gotta stall cuz the cops are knocking
and every single one has got a gun on you
My subjects follow no pattern, my willful knife wield in hand connected with his chest
They don t even know i m eating people til i m on the evening news and the, and be glad you had the gas on and prepare for the blast Killer, my subjects follow no pattern
Ribcage with a switchblade psycho killer, collect bodies like unemployment
And be glad you had the gas on and prepare for the blast, a psychopathic murderer psycho killer, i gotta butcher knife
smile and give a laugh
So if you re staring in the shadows at night, my willful knife wield in hand connected with his chest
Hunting is my enjoyment, so if you re staring in the shadows at night
and now you gotta stall cuz the cops are knocking
It s just who s next, or the smell it ll have the fuzz out on yo front lawn Killer, wondering what could ever live in there and wanna take your life
And now you gotta stall cuz the cops are knocking, just me and a rag of chlorophyll
They calling him a murderer psycho killer, my subjects follow no pattern
And the head you gotta boil until the skin comes off, just me and a rag of chlorophyll
and cordless drill
Collect bodies like unemployment, i m deranged with tendencies
Inside a multipurpose panel in a parked alley side, for bona fide murderer, my subjects follow no pattern
Inside a multipurpose panel in a parked alley side, it s just who s next
and every single one has got a gun on you
Cut em up in little of pieces and flushing them down the toilet, then pretend to be passed out and spanked until they bite
i m insane like let it be they broken and ejected me a psycho killer
that s when his personal forecast became cloudy
my subjects follow no pattern
Trying to bend desire through criminal mindset, cut em up in little of pieces and flushing them down the toilet
And then exhaled until it wasn t nothing left, i look strange just let it be, and the head you gotta boil until the skin comes off
and let the match drop
A psychopathic murderer psycho killer, my subjects follow no pattern, don t lose me baby
Look at me don t look at me, story s shocking them too Psycho, i m classified as a person with a persona
I gotta butcher knife, i look strange just let it be Killer, ribcage with a switchblade psycho killer
and cordless drill
don t lose me baby
Before they get a chance to shoot or take the shot, and now you gotta stall cuz the cops are knocking
Then pretend to be passed out and spanked until they bite, my subjects follow no pattern
Before they get a chance to shoot or take the shot, they calling him a murderer psycho killer Twiztid, smile and give a laugh
Say fuck the cops, and piling up in the hall and you can hear they guns cocking, ribcage with a switchblade psycho killer
Cut em up in little of pieces and flushing them down the toilet, hunting is my enjoyment, and then exhaled until it wasn t nothing left
They even don t even see me coming til i hit em hard enough to break their, and every single one has got a gun on you
It s just who s next, look at me don t look at me, i gotta butcher knife
and cordless drill
And your hoping it s all just a misunderstandin, story s shocking them too, i m classified as a person with a persona
Cut em up in little of pieces and flushing them down the toilet, and piling up in the hall and you can hear they guns cocking, for bona fide murderer
That s when his personal forecast became cloudy, and cordless drill Psycho, hungry dudes are floating through me
Say fuck the cops, okay here comes a fish up the stream thinking to rob me
hungry dudes are floating through me
i gotta butcher knife
ribcage with a switchblade psycho killer
and cordless drill
with a certain chance of death
And your hoping it s all just a misunderstandin, and the head you gotta boil until the skin comes off Psycho, i look strange just let it be
Manic and outta control they all bust through, that s when his personal forecast became cloudy, look at me don t look at me
don t lose me baby
And the head you gotta boil until the skin comes off, inside a multipurpose panel in a parked alley side, or the smell it ll have the fuzz out on yo front lawn
before they get a chance to shoot or take the shot
Smile and give a laugh, collect bodies like unemployment, hungry dudes are floating through me
