We all hear a little voice in our head

The only difference between mine

Is that is mine wants you dead

It tells me

Go grab the hammer

That’s inside of the shed

And then walk back inside the house

And hit your bitch in the head

And don’t you stop hitting

Until her blood covers the bed

Wrap her in the sheet and take her to the shed

I’ll carve your body open

Leave you on the floor bleeding

It’s spooky every season

Taking lives to stop the screamin voices in my head, these demons.

See I think differently

When I’m at home all by myself

Yeah my head is fuckin toxic

But your head is on my shelf

Its spooky every season

But i still cant find a reason

So these demons i keep pleasin