[Verse 1: Rozz Dyliams]
I soak you in nuclear waste
Make it so when your family attends your funeral, they'll need to wear hazmat masks over their face
I know every single little detail about your stupid day
I know the depth of your footprint in the sand when you walk away
Looking so good I could eat ya
Y-shape ya, cut ya into cutlets through the starlet of my private movie feature
Drug you up on ether
Two and a half 40's deep
My hands swimming around your intestines, about to go deeper
Babygirl, I'm a real creature
Mythical surgical savior to a little self-harming wet dreamer
Scalpel, scalpel, stab, stab
Cut you up and down and all around until you a little dainty bloody meat slab
Grab, grab all that I can eat
Leave you in a shallow grave above the ground only underneath a sheet
As the Wartenberg wheel turns, diaphragm slamming slicing you, leaving you with third-degree burns

[Chorus: Rozz Dyliams]
Date night
What's been going on?
Date night
I've been waiting so long
Date night
Romance to the crack of dawn
Enter in my hospital, in my morgue, in my crazy home
Date night
What's been going on?
Date night
I've been waiting so long
Date night
Romance to the crack of dawn
Enter in my hospital, in my morgue, in my crazy home
[Verse 2: Smallz One]
Is it me or am I tripping?
Too much blood is heavy dripping
Headed to the hospital before I reach inside and rip it
Mr. Hyde is the assistant, Dr. Jekyll's in the shadows
Anesthesia's kickin' in, cut me up like I'm cattle
When the nurses start to cackle
They leaving the room, it's dark now
Feeling terrified like I got rabies in the dog pound
Paralyzed and paranoid, awake but I can't talk now
Does he think I'm dead? I'm in the morgue and it's on lockdown
This is not standard practice, this is morbid and it's so wrong
Like a victim in a horror flick, I bet I'll die before dawn
He's cutting and he's ripping and he's singing and he's touching
Completely out his mind like all my skin that held my guts in
With these roses and these candles, look like it's romantic
Dying in this room, I dont feel love, I'm feeling frantic
My breathing's weakening and all I see is red mist
Body number nine, I'm just another dead bitch

[Chorus: Rozz Dyliams]
Date night
What's been going on?
Date night
I've been waiting so long
Date night
Romance to the crack of dawn
Enter in my hospital, in my morgue, in my crazy home
Date night
What's been going on?
Date night
I've been waiting so long
Date night
Romance to the crack of dawn
Enter in my hospital, in my morgue, in my crazy home
[Verse 3: Rozz Dyliams]
Can you feel the sweet smell of death as it enters your lungs?
But enough about that baby, tell me more about where you from
Tell me more about who touched you where, and growing up in foster care
You had an evil set of foster parents, now you getting dizzy in a doctor's chair
Vertigo, vertigo
Done had to go and hurt 'em yo
Don't come around here if you didn't know Dylan steady killing hoes
The object of my affection, I might strangle you with a garden hose
Or watch you die 'cus I withheld your insulin shot, you stupid hoe
What I'm gon' do with yo punk ass in the mean time
I talk to you every day but we're just meeting for the first time
My goddess, my angel I don't put anything above ya
We always ate from the same shitty pig trough of life and that's why I love ya
Real life is real ugly and real ugly is deep inside
Gas chamber me, lethal injection me, and let me electrify
I don't give a fuck about anything, other than you
What's on the menu?
They don't tend to make it past the first date if I like what I got into

[Chorus: Rozz Dyliams]
Date night
What's been going on?
Date night
I've been waiting so long
Date night
Romance to the crack of dawn
Enter in my hospital, in my morgue, in my crazy home
Date night
What's been going on?
Date night
I've been waiting so long
Date night
Romance to the crack of dawn
Enter in my hospital, in my morgue, in my crazy home