Twiztid - Sick Man - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse 1: Madrox] Cover my eyes with the cloak of night Till the darkness and shadows consume everything in sight Mute my voice from the screams of pain In blood curdling terror till my words fade away Bond my wrist with a spool of twine Collect me and keep me safe and confined Cover my head with a burlap sack I can hear where Im going but never find my way back Dig me a hole with the shovel of death And kick me down deep and take my last breath Dead or unconscious assuming I passed Awaiting to separate from my spirit and cross paths Leave me to decompose my body petrifies My corpse becomes skeletal insects and flies Feeding on me and eating my body And they think Im still missing but the sick man got me [Hook] Hes got his eye on you Sick man He's in love with your death Sick man Your never safe cause hes out there Sick man Now your the victim in his game There are no rules we don't play fair Sick man [Verse 2: Monoxide] Im tied up Dried blood covers my eyes What have I got myself into tonight Im alone in a room and Im feeling like i might Just become somebody's victim the lights Keep flickering off an on and Im trippin I can't believe I got myself in this position Somebody's coming I can hear them unlocking the dead bolt It must be dawn and I all I can hear the threshold Is knocking the floor and I can hear him getting closer And im trying to ignore The best hope is a joke And I don't think that it is though It's been about a week Ive been down here In limbo And every time I speak I get stabbed with utensils So I do my best to keep my motherfucking lips closed All along I've been caught by a skitzo It so out of the ordinary to live though [Hook] [Verse 3: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Put the lotion on my skin do it when Im told Been locked inside the hole so long my beards full grown Mental pain and chains that restrain and maintain Make it cause real change in the brain its insane How I pray every day to be free and never be I can see myself giving up in his reality Will it ever end? Will I see my family and friends? God take me out the clutches the one they call the sick man Others he has captured not to long after their dead If they could comprehend that he is master Keeps the head as trophies cooks the rest neck to toe Feeds it to me every night nothing left but bones He bathes in the blood of the dead when he is well fed He has conversations with the voices in his head I pray for my death hope its quick an painless Only then would I be free as one of the nameless [Hook]
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