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bad45 - sunday morning كلمات الأغنية

some thinking
i’m a rum drinking
non-linking persona
like jesse pinkman
well, i’m more like a virus in your veins
cause a tumour in your brain
only purpose is to cause mayhem (say my name)
simple and plain
this motherf-cker is insane
“why can’t you be polite?”
b-tch, i’ve tried
but they tried to f-ck me, so i feel like
i must remind you: f-cking with me is a suicide
and it’s a delight, i must admit
f-cking right, i’m dying for this sh-t
b-tch, i’m k!lling for a living – f-cking paradox
tried to get outta this box
but the f-cking door was locked (d-mn)
and so i’m stuck in this i don’t give a f-ck mode
i get carried away with slitting a throat
“why do you always gotta be so violent?”
i’m not, b-tch, i want you to die by your own hand
so could you please commit suicide
those scars on your wrist tell me you’ve already tried
and look what you’ve done, fool
look how people act when they’re around you
it’s f-cking awkward, don’t tell no jokes and sh-t
it makes me wanna pop some pills, overdose and sh-t
cos i just wanna have fun, get some hoes to suck my d-ck
why couldn’t you just stick to the script, huh?
stick to the script
sh-t, motherf-ckers starting to f-cking get on my nerves
sh-t, why don’t you put your motherf-cking mouth on the curb
or better yet
let’s pretend i’m a business man from amsterdam
you know the drill
i’m just looking for some amus-m-nt
b-tch, i’m out to k!ll
i’m ‘bout to get homicidal
i wanna keep your ‘eyes without a face’ like billy idol
‘d love to michael myers you, it ain’t even about survival
i just wanna k!ll ya for the f-ck of it
while your b-tch’s sucking on my d-ck
cut your guts out, hang that sh-t
up on the line, is that so sick
to call me psycho, a f-cking lunatic
f-cking right it is
but still you f-ckers ride to this
so who’s not right in his
mind, yours or mine
which one is
more disturbed
guess, we’ll find out in time
i’m not the kind to lift the skirt
of a six year-old girl
let me show you my world
i’m like dex
swing that ax
dismember your arms, head and legs
send it ‘round the world via fedex
feds looking for a pattern
thinking too complex
‘less they have a magic lantern
they’ll never guess what’s next

sunday morn’
murder the whole f-cking choir
put on a crown of th-rns
bow down to the sire
this ain’t just a song
i’m driven by a higher
power, kingdom come
set the f-cking church on fire

hook (repeat):
if you wanna know what’s really going on inside
my mind
make sure you follow that bright light

- bad45

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