Yes, I am from the Peppermint Where people come and then die To hail me, oh, me With tomahawks of cane We split their and eat the brains Hail me, oh, me
All the while I see face is turning Hold your while the clock keeps ticking Talk of Jesus, still your pain end Ask though your mind is lying through, time's slippin' through your hands
With guns of we write our names We wrote the book, we pain Hail me, oh, me The TV in murderous rhymes The clues we and hope you'll find Hail me, oh, me
All the while I see your is turning Hold your fire while the keeps ticking Talk of Jesus, still your pain end Ask forgiveness though your is lying Slippin' through, slippin' through your hands
Hold your while the clock keeps ticking of Jesus, still your pain won't end Ask forgiveness though mind is lying Slippin' your, slippin' through your hands
Yes, we come from the Tribe Where losers to fix their mind To me, oh, hail me With walls are sugar made We close you in and the grave me, oh, hail me
And all the while I see face is turning Hold your fire while the keeps ticking of Jesus, still your pain won't end Ask forgiveness though your is lying Slippin' through your, through your
The dancing inside their caves The people all go insane from the Peppermint From the Tribe, from the Peppermint Tribe