Faucet leaking walls are creaking
Searching seeking for my meaning
It's the season for the sneaking
Once I'm peaking I'm not leaving
Waters getting deeper
Now I'm drowning in my beaker
So I'm turning up the speaker
Its my only kind of leisure
10 singing bells in the 9 rings of hell
While I'm 8 inches deep in my 7th stage of grief
Fe fi fo fan-a wait till you catch me on camera
Jamming in Santana I'm just here planning to outstand ya
1 step forward and 2 steps back
Never getting far stuck in this trap
Wanna grab a map find a path to Hong Kong
And I'm never coming back cause I am long gone
Stalk and kill I eat my fill at every meal
I made a deal I will conceal hope we heal
I'll appeal It's ideal
Bad decision
Knife incisions
Demolitions
In the prisons
Kick the cup
Or fill it up
Choosing's tough
So make it up
All they do is thieve and hide deceive and lie
Drink and drive to go sleep with guys so don't be bribed
Choose your side with open eyes
I don't listen I don't listen I don't need your intuition f*ck the system and their mission
Killing off all competition