I'm feeling down, me I'm feeling down, me I'm feeling down, me I'm feeling down, me
kind of God is this? Gave me the hottest bitch Then took the life from her chest and a pile of shit Sloppy with a fork, so gotta feed her To numb to cum, she piss while I eat her
I tell her, keep her up even though I gotta hold it up for her And she when she try and get up I know I'm perking her but can't stop what's her No with her screaming all night, I'm thinking of murking her
Her parents paid for the coffin and left After the contract, do not resuscitate Yellin' for mommy I dip in the morphine to me I'm known in as the creep that's into zombies
I can't get that you make out of my head I can't even figure out what's it I get that sound you make out of my head I can't even figure out what's it
in her eyes to look past horror Morphine tolerated, I'm out horse tranq for her Like I have to go through hell again Her is like saran wrap, barely hangin' from her skeleton
With one of her ribs defined my crib's designed To keep the light out cause she can't lift the Drifting behind, I'll be outta soon Nobody the guy that keeps the body in his bedroom
She's barely alive and taking from me With no but the meningitis is still hungry Wants to make But I had to substitute it with holding while we take drugs
I can't get that sound you make out of my I can't even figure out making it I can't get sound you make out of my head I can't even figure out what's it
She's as a corpse and still holding the source Up in the air like, one day the is yours Took the IV out her wrist to give me a kiss I tasted her lips, she dislocated her hips
Started shaking feed her no medication To scared to beat on her chest in fear It'd in waved again and each time leaves her In a coma, for a week, to up to more seizures
But this ain't like the rest I can see right through her chest And see her heart ain't got no fuckin' left Then a voluptuous falls from a host like she did in high school then fades when I get close
I can't get that sound you make out of my I can't figure out what's making it I can't get sound you make out of my head I even figure out what's making it
I'm feeling down, me I'm feeling down, me I'm down, touch me I'm feeling down, me