Stuck deep in a fog full of thick blood
Sharp knives, girl, it's time for a quick cut
Let me inside, yeah, it's my stupid business
I want the life that you pried from my grip slack
Don't try to run, bitch, you know my feet quick
You're wasting time if you think you beating me, *
My adrenaline, all time high now
The way to sludge, yeah, my meat between your eyebrows
Got my dick hard, I'm a sick *
I go to tear out your guts through your lip, but
You start screaming, kinda like a moan, really
I got you drooped up, choking on your phone pillies
In your system, yeah, I'm gonna miss the
Way that you stared while I cut into your blisters
You know you're * crazy
Right, it's time to die, bitch
Now stay still while I'm cutting out your eyelids
You may think these are nightmares
I like to call them dreams
I really hope you're frightened
Go on, I want you to scream
Nice to play, nice to play
Nice to play, nice to play
Walking fast through the alleys, getting kind of cold
But I follow cause I need to give you
I want to pull your jugular right through your free skin
And piss all in the open wound before the very end
I dream of shotguns, I dream of switch blades
I dream of throwing acid all up in your shitty face
I'm thinking face grips and torn off nails, ho
I just wanna hear you bay and I won't fail, ho
Tight ropes hold you down to the steel chair
Razor blades to the corners of your mouth, yeah
Blowtorching your pussy, it ain't a * thing
And then I lick it cause I like to keep it * straight
Turn the heat up on that bitch called show of love
I turn the heat up on that bitch called show of love



I just wanna see who's talking but nobody's showing up
I guess I'm tripping on, maybe I'm just hearing things
* it though, I'm about to feed this hoe some cherry brains
You may think these are nightmares
I like to call them dreams
I really hope you're frightened
Go on, I want you to scream
Nice to play, nice to play
Nice to play, nice to play
Nice to play, nice to play
Nice to play, nice to play
And the bitch screamin'
I put the brakes on, I put the brakes on
I'm one of them motherfuckers that bedtapa pussy
Due to the fact she's gonna be sick so * I'm spittin' until it's good she
Could have been sipper but I'm one of them fuckin' bed-to-males
Cardros are sick and feeling her pussy was some motherfuckin' snails
She told me it was like I'm feeling every pussy bein' impaled
I said nuh baby, it's more like your pussy bein' in hell
I'm one of them motherfuckers that you read about when you're deep in the jail
Grandmama told me I was an angel, funny because I'm a demon as well
I clamp your pussy open and dump roaches in your uterus
It's a dream, think of how the * is anybody doin' this
You're wondering whom would * you in the bullet wound
Then drag your body to its tomb, I'm not your average goon
But I like to get drunk and go all out and * a raccoon
They took me off of my leash, you're from the police, so I'm like, too
* your booty with a hand blender, make you taste the cream
You may think that these are nightmares, I like to call them dreams
You may think these are nightmares, I like to call them dreams
I really hope you're frightened, go on, I want you to scream
Nice to go, and the bitch screams
Nice to go, and the bitch screams
Nice to go, and the bitch screams
Nice to go, and the bitch screams
I can feel the cold touch as I cut to silence
Every time I rest my eyes, I see her slowly dying
Bloody bitch, kicking and weeping, torture horrified
Murder in my dreams, psychopathically smiling
Eyes so wide open like I'm driving on high beams
I'm scooping out her guts like a bowl of that ice cream
I kill a deal, leave a titty at crime scenes
Me cleaving like Lynch Hung, Big Gil was one of my mama's pipe dreams
Shots of Pyrex, ice, and meth and thoracine
I use these things just to churn the annoying strings
Serving spleens and Leo schemes to get screams
Guillotines, whips, and tight jeans
Bitch, please, IQ with these, don't test me
Something's up my sleeve, the weakest never resting
I'm the worst thing, monster with a mud moon
Flesh and bone, I gotta have it, I'm a fiend
You may think these are nightmares, I like to call them dreams
I really hope you're frightened, go on, I want you to scream
Nice to go, and the bitch screams
Nice to go, and the bitch screams

Nice to go, and the bitch screams
Nice to go, and the bitch screams
Nice to go, and the bitch screams
Screams