Build my tomb proper
Vic the doom doctor
Head pops, this mental artillery shell shock ya
China shop this raging bull
Jake La Motta
Hang like a bag, some days I'm the boxer
My tongue is tied
It's a wrap, mummified
Always wondered why
I'm forever numb inside
Don't wanna die, fuck I'm being hunted by?
That runners high
Chasing lighting gonna fry
I won't see that sunnyside
Now you caught up in a twister
Shedding dead skin, picking scabs, peeling blisters
Phantom with a bindle
Don't pick up any drifters
Conjure up an elixir, that's a poisonous mixture
Witches brew in a spritzer
One for you and your sister
I was there when they took it, but ain't appear in the picture
Damn
I'm the urban legend in the town that you live in
A paranormal vision, stay hidden
Just call me Vlad the Impaler
Losing Oxygen grab the inhaler
Trinket box for my paraphernalia
It's yet to be released and you scared of the trailer

Unforgiving, I can be so
Bits of brain chunks in my miso
You ain't never do a hommy on your ego, placebo
I can stand the heat I'm Oladipo
That means I'm fireproof (She said I'm selfish)
I'm bipolar and a liar too
I spent my latter years erasing my entire youth
Somebody detonate the bomb that I am wired to
Put the phones down
You on your own now
I talk my own words
I hear my own sound
This the story of a man who burnt his home down
If you can't look away I'll have to spin your dome round
Who said I'm falling off?
I had a dream I am, but off a cliff, and nobody's there to take my hand
I'm stuck in purgatory buried in the desert sand
Spreading like a plague, tell em catch me if you fucking can

Passing out on the couch, easing the pain
Not just a mark on the world, I'm leaving a stain
Every man if he's cut is bleeding the same
I live in the drain
There's no one to blame
But me...
(There's no one to blame)
(But me)
(But me)
(But me...)