Текст Insane Clown Posse – Bloody
Текст:
Ah, ah
Schizophrenia, ah (Woo!)
Paranoia, ah
Bloody
Wet and sticky
Clumps of icky
Blood (Blood, blood)
Blood (Blood, blood, blood)
Streams are dripping
Got me tripping
And I hope that she’s still breathing
And comes back to life
’Cause this hunter’s knife I’m wielding
Is stuck in her side
And if she dies
I’ll be bloody
And be all alone (All alone)
Her face I smothered
Walls are covered
In blood (Blood)
Blood (Blood, blood, so much blood)
Splattered ceiling
Drips I’m feeling
As they come falling upon us
On my forehead
Hoping more will join us
Like her mom and dad
I would be so glad
I’m in an old beat up white van, no windows
My occupation: One, sock your face in
Two, strangulation. Three, decapitation
Full days spent torture in my basement
Decoration, order placement
I once kidnapped a fat hooker, later
?
Buzz her up, give me more, doesn’t help anymore
I hope the bloodshed on me
Don’t wash off and stays
And I hope to have this feeling
Kill the pain, cut her veins
Steal her rings, mash her brains
‘Til the blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face