Cold - Dark Half

Why you leave me cold alone with these voices in my dome

Grab the chrome put it in my mouth, I’m about to blow my brains out

Theres no doubt you want to see me deceased

Grab the piece, let the bullets release

Creep through the streets with my heat, I’m a beast

Human meat is the feast of this freak

Eat till your brain show, not what you know ho

Everything slow mo got me loco

Psycho Michael grab a rifle point it at your idol

Vital threats could get your neck cut up

Back on up you fuckin' punk

Get smacked up, you should be hacked up

I’m sick of these crackers tryin' to act tough

I’mma grab the pump, load the bullet to see how many penetrate through your skin

Where do I begin when it comes to this?

All I know now is you can rest in piss

You fuckin' bitch, death haunts you just like I stalk you

There won’t be no chalk around you cause they’ll never find you

I know you’re so cold

You keep on running but running won’t get away from me

I am alone

Another victim of my morbid sanity

Ladies and gentlemen may I have your attention please

Pull up a seat, this story will make you weak in the knees

It’s about a family on a camping trip you see

Didn’t know they’d run into me, especially when I’m on a killing spree

They ran through the woods, screamed for their life

Then little Johnny tripped in the pale moonlight

That wasn’t good, I’m gripping my knife

A smile on my face, the little boy cries

To my surprise the daddy’s still alive

He jumps on a tree, throws dirt in my eyes

Oh my god, oh me, oh my

That motherfucker just made me blind

They run for the car, I’m right behind

So pissed off about the dirt in my eyes

He opens the door, it’s me on the side

Pulls out a gun from the dash in his ride

Shoots me up about 8 or 9 times

To their surprise, I’m still alive

I’m just laughing cause I know

I could never die

One day she woke up screamin', I don’t know what I’m feelin'

I cocked the hammer back and said «Yo bitch, you’re fuckin' with a demon»

And this boy don’t play today, and anybody steppin up gettin' blown away

'Cause I don’t give a fuck, rackin' 'em up

Hundreds of bodies have been in the trunk

And I’m gone on the freeway lookin' for a new graveplot

Lookin' out for police cause the license plate stay hot

I think I found a spot, put 'em in the dirt bro

Then you catch me out of state cause I ain’t goin' down to jail ho