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bedlam (horrorcore) - check the children كلمات الأغنية

(intro)
h-llo?
check the children
h-llo? who is this?
why don’t you check the children
what? who is this? you’re scaring me
check the children
why are you doing this to me?
check the children
if this is garry this isn’t funny
check the children
why don’t you check f-cking the children
i’m hanging up you crazy mother f-cker
who is this? i’m calling the cops, this isn’t funny anymore

(verse 1: madness)
pacing back and forth in the bas-m-nt with the butcher knife
it’s time to end your perfect world and your happy life
i waited till the handle sounds above
rusty chainsaw bandaids and a pair of leather gloves
i crawled the way up the steps into your darkness
heartless toes old skin bucket carc-ss
careful the cats biting hissing and scratching my face
grab it with something, i clutch a smile on the f-cking face
hide behind the shower curtain i really really want to see
my d-ck’s getting hard from the sounds of your pee
drip drop pull your f-cking panties up
don’t flush, i want to drink some from a dixie cup

(hook)
why don’t you check the children
check the children
why don’t you check the children
check the children
why don’t you check the children
check the children
why don’t you check the children
check the children
why don’t you check the children
check the children
why don’t you check the children
check the children

h-llo?
why haven’t you checked the children
i called the cops you motherf-cker
the phone is tapped and your in big trouble
why are you doing this? what do you want from me
your blood

(verse 2: prozak)
i cut myself when i’m home alone
looking in the mirror reaching for the cord to cell a phone
i dial it up “check the children”, “who is this”, “prozak the wicked villain”
heading down for the street with a pistol
bi-polar obsessive compulsive skitso
since birth i’ve been obesest with the, dead
homicidal thoughts while i was been breast feed
anyway, back to the premeditation
my hands are shaking cause’s of result of lack of medication
i grab my cell phone and again, “hey it’s prozak, your neighbour, you wanna be friends?”
“your a f-cking psycho that’s what my friends told me”
“i want you to dress up like my mother and just cloth me”
the b-tch saw me through a window and ran
i’m steady busting multiple shot’s with my right hand
f-ck it, i messed up, it’s time for plan b
it’s prozak the devils own should have never f-cked with me
up the stairs and i headed to the bathroom but no one was there
it’s time to check the bedrooms
1. nothing
2. no one
3. the door was locked, so i kicked it down
i saw blood on the walls just dripping and madness was in there
(should have just checked the children)

(outro)
what the f-ck do you want? stop calling me
ma’am leave the house now phone calls are coming from inside on a separate line

- bedlam horrorcore

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