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letra de hell winter - cage

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somethin’ in the way not for dr. zummer
hot the tumor in the lugee and left it in montezuma
swam back to the us after russian roulette
no deal on the table give me a label to suplex

came to fill them with pain, take a print of my brain
flash it on the screen, you won’t leave the cinema sane
had a followin’ fondlin’ that wouldn’t let go
’till i spiked the easy football into the def jux end zone

and when it hit the gr-ss it covered the crowd with mud
mom slipped my bare -ss out, i covered the ground with blood
then she wiped it on my face like war paint
then slapped me, i cry, might die with a hardcore brain

cracked the doors frame when i open the world around it
exhale the hinges in the air where denounces
my [unverified] bounces of the wall, then it rise from
the picture that it painted like suicide with a shotgun

i’m tryin’ to pick up the pieces, keep cuttin’ my hands
when i put it back together, it’s feces
in a permanent h-ll i find tranquility teaches
we had to design perfect m-ss for our new preacher

we’re going too far, n-body could reach us
i’m startin’ to drown and i’m covered with leeches
until my last breath they’ll be screamin’ from the bleachers
then i’ll be dead like all my teachers

despite all my rage, i’m a rat in a cage for skies
communicate your love injecting bleach in my eyes
the dubiously demented dented to dependent cradles
slipped through a grasp on the broken gl-ss, highly unstable

i left that label unable to keep my master’s
no whip, broke as sh-t, chick left me a week after
over dosage of mushrooms, no ugly obstacles
hid the hamster boy record scene dance at the hospital

in the club i don’t dance, i stand with a gl-ss of vodka
come to terms, i’m just like my b-st-rd father
left my mother with a kid that flipped her lid
when i started to look like him, she threw me out the crib

and i was only two, my grandmother was a hitler jew
just dropped agent orange and ain’t got no dough to fix this tooth
i’m thinkin’ out loud ‘i hate life’ like that matters
lettin’ sh-t out that happened to fit into wack pattern

i’m tryin’ to pick up the pieces, keep cuttin’ my hands
when i put it back together, it’s feces
in a permanent h-ll i find tranquility teaches
we had to design perfect m-ss for our new preacher

we’re going too far, n-body could reach us
i’m startin’ to drown and i’m covered with leeches
until my last breath they’ll be screamin’ from the bleachers
then i’ll be dead like all my teachers

i’m tryin’ to pick up the pieces, but each motherf-cker
that f-cked my mother over would leave me to be this
drug addicted menace, ain’t sh-t to do in this place
no longer flinchin’ from step dad’s punches to the face

blind to the drug, calm to the tub, filled to the top
with warm water to sink in, two arms full of blood
not even thirteen, lookin’ to exit, left for mess
could care less about life just keep my pool as fresh

until the worms eat my flesh i guess they better burn me
these are the thoughts of a child i keep ’till thirty
i lack patience ’till i was packed with patients
in the mental facility forced on all the wrong medications

prozac genie pig, i don’t feel bipolar
but got a folder that claims i am in a stack that reaches my shoulder
music, my only savior in every instance
makes each one of you a prophet to my existence

i’m tryin’ to pick up the pieces, keep cuttin’ my hands
when i put it back together, it’s feces
in a permanent h-ll i find tranquility teaches
we had to design perfect m-ss for our new preacher

we’re going too far, n-body could reach us
i’m startin’ to drown and i’m covered with leeches
until my last breath they’ll be screamin’ from the bleachers
then i’ll be dead like all my teachers

- cage

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