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Death Talk Lyrics - Artist : Twiztid
I gotta spirit inside of me
That's been telling me to cut off my face And do it in spite of me And my mask It can be used to cover mistakes So what am I waiting for Cut away for goodness sake Deep cuts Heavy handed (blood) A multiple rumbling in my brain Like somebody just crashed landed Fuck it's a priest Praying in Spanish And trying to argue with the beast How can I manage I gotta devil and a shaman And they fighting it out Inside of my head As the dialog spill up out Just as I puke one out Another swim inside of my mouth As I'm strapped into a chair Inside of this krazee house Bendito sea Padre Priest stop playing Come on with the blessing From Mary Madre Brain is floating sideways And I'm trying to think I wonder if these fuckas like to drink Shut the fuck up! Every Halloween I go out my mind insane I get up early at midnight And let ghosts inside my brain I'm a conduit of lifeless I'm a megaphone of dead I'm a voice beyond the grave Can you believe the things I said Death Talk Put you in the pentagram Burn the candle at both ends An get ready for a blood bath Would love to give your throat a Stab Shoes soaked with blood stains from the coated grass I left a trail to an overpass Just a trap so I can blame it on some homeless cats Low down like dirt on the ground a lunatic Profound the way that I hurt I'm fluent wit Murder death kill what I was raised on So at will I will erase em Cold hard steel right through the face of Any one I feel is a waste uhhh I been in a real bad place Wit a murder murder murder mind state I can't erase Every Halloween I go out my mind insane I get up early at midnight And let ghosts inside my brain I'm a conduit of lifeless I'm a megaphone of dead I'm a voice beyond the grave Can you believe the things I said Death Talk Yeah what Hektik said Put you in a pentagram And when he's done I take what's left and mix wit spam And eat you by the moonlight Sittin and listenin to Mr. Bones sacrifice Ain't nothing nice Deadly medley concoctions If you ain't ready we plottin All of your children are locking Into are every breath Inhale hell and spit it all in the faces Of any muthafuckas that want's to hate us We're your life's makers That means we takin every thang The moves livin tight in the grooves Now every record will ooze with life Yep we right there Fight and compare Despite the light blares The nights go nightmare Don't get entangled with the murderous Roc for certain bitch Death dismemberment So get yo tourniquet And tie it tight around yo neck And see that you're the next to leave Walk to the light believe ha Every Halloween I go out my mind insane I get up early at midnight And let ghosts inside my brain I'm a conduit of lifeless I'm a megaphone of dead I'm a voice beyond the grave Can you believe the things I said Death Talk |
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