I'm feeling down, me I'm feeling down, me I'm feeling down, me I'm feeling down, me
What kind of God is this? me the hottest bitch Then took the life from her chest and left a pile of Sloppy with a fork, so Chris gotta 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 stop what's hurting her No sleep with her screaming all night, I'm thinking of her
Her parents for the coffin and left state After the contract, do not resuscitate Yellin' for I dip in the morphine to calm me I'm known in town as the creep that's into
I can't get that you make out of my head I can't even figure out what's it I can't get sound you make out of my head I can't even figure out what's it
Stare in her eyes to past horror Morphine tolerated, I'm out coppin' tranq for her Like I have to go through hell again Her skin is like saran wrap, barely from her skeleton
With each one of her ribs defined my crib's To keep the light out cause she lift the blinds Drifting behind, I'll be outta friends Nobody visits the guy keeps the body in his bedroom
She's alive and taking life from me no appetite but the meningitis is still hungry Wants to make But I had to substitute it holding hands while we take drugs
I can't get sound you make out of my head I can't even figure out what's it I can't get sound you make out of my head I can't even figure out making 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 tried to me a kiss Before I tasted her lips, she dislocated her
Started shaking couldn't feed her no To scared to beat on her chest in fear cave in Death waved again and each leaves her In a coma, for a week, to wake up to more
But this time ain't like the I can see right through her chest And see her heart ain't got no fuckin' left Then a voluptuous ghost falls a host Looking like she did in high school then when I get close
I can't get that you make out of my head I can't even out what's making it I can't get sound you make out of my head I can't figure out what's making it
I'm down, touch me I'm feeling down, me I'm feeling down, me I'm down, touch me