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letra de confessions - bedlam (horrorcore)

(madness)
pools of blood with skeletons floating in em
10,000 maniacs broke loose strait out of bedlam
so my mother and father bless them started takin photographs
these s-d-st thoughts make me cut my pinky off with a sonograph
i’m goin loco chains on body chop it up psycho
strip and consume bodies in the deep dark shadows
madness is invisible stalking you with night vision
your veins your veins your blood my mission
jerkin off with bl–dy body parts of the dead
i make a sl-t with all the f-ckin kidney stones give me head
i work at a mortuary i love that f-ckin place
that b-tch was rollin around the decomposed p-ssy’s all in my face
lickin the filth of all the dust off her t-ts
a used condom with maggots crawlin all over it
f-ck this dead b-tch i couldn’t wait till we were all alone
as i f-cked her she came back to life and started to moan

forgive me for my sins and for my wicked ways
but i never gave a f-ck so f-ck it anyways
a fallen angel i’m thinkin i’m almost out of time
my punishment crucify me for my wicked rhymes(2x)

(prozak)
father forgive me its been eternal since my last confession
i feel that i’m on my last leg now the question’s do i believe in you?
do you believe in me? or is my soul already going to h-ll for eternity
accidental birth and you wonder why i’m mad at the world
but i wish i never had to trust a heart and my mind spins and swirls
memories from a violent past is better left alone
found deep inside me lives the hatred that i call my home
if i take my own life then i must be wrong
drugs and alcohol a temporary solution but that don’t last long
cuz now my mind engages in schitsofrantic thoughts
i’m seein the blood spillin
payback’s a b-tch prozak’s the wicked villain
spittin subliminal sh-t for you to decode in your sleep
and now i’m rollin 2001 and emotions is deep
i feel like i’m dead man walkin the green mile
why don’t you grab a piece of that and just hang out for a while

forgive me for my sins and for my wicked ways
but i never gave a f-ck so f-ck it anyways
a fallen angel i’m thinkin i’m almost out of time
my punishment crucify me for my wicked rhymes(4x))

- bedlam horrorcore

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