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letra de 5150 - ​skitz kraven

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(verse 1)

it’s 12:00 around july
but i’m not really sure
what day it is
i’m feeling like a zombie
from these meds
they got me taking in
i know it’s been awhile
since i’ve walked outside on pavement
surrounded by these padded rooms
i swear these walls keep caving in
but i stay hopeful
cuz i know i’m a be out
if i just show improvement
inside group
then i’ll be freed out
manipulate the doctors
since they think
i’m f-cking psycho huh
i’ll show em f-cking psycho
if they keep playing these games with me
little maggots
they’re lucky that i hate it here
cuz if i did enjoy it
i’d be slaughtering from ear to ear
show the nurse what’s truly fear
drag her after group
into my room
and shove my d-ck inside her f-cking rear
(chorus)

i’m a b-st-rd
but i know i got talent momma
they mix my lithium with xan
to keep me balanced momma
they know i have an outburst
every couple hours
i’m eating pills for pleasure
but for freedom i’ll devour
i’m sick i know i need some help
but none can f-cking help this
these homicidal urges
make my self control feel helpless
i wanna open doors
but i’d much rather open carcuses
welcome to my mind
make sure to tell your friends
how dark it is

(verse 2)

yeah i got a past
i swear you people
love to judge me for it
always talkin sh-t
it’s like your face
is always flushing for it
gossip gossip gossip
you boys chirping like some b-tches
you should probably put a dress on
while you cleaning all the dishes
c-cky lil f-ckers
i’m a give you something to talk about
let’s see how much you’re talkin
with this feeding tube inside your mouth
attatch you to a needle
that’s attached to feces in a pouch
i’ll use your flesh to coat my couch
then use the rest to craft a blouse
my neighbors keep complaining
bout the smell
that’s coming from my house
i swear to god
they call the cops
i’ll gut em’ like a mouse
(chorus)

i’m a b-st-rd
but i know i got talent momma
they mix my lithium with xan
to keep me balanced momma
they know i have an outburst
every couple hours
i’m eating pills for pleasure
but for freedom i’ll devour
i’m sick i know i need some help
but none can f-cking help this
these homicidal urges
make my self control feel helpless
i wanna open doors
but i’d much rather open carcuses
welcome to my mind
make sure to tell your friends
how dark it is

- skitz kraven

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