Scribbles in my head it's late at night the streets I drunken wander
 slither round the public while concealing he that murder plotter
 brain won't ever work, hello sir you got a lovely daughter
 fake the face and lock the gaze she hurt that's how I know I got her
 Been about it been about it
 tape the mouth they never shoutin
 public ****** won't allow it
 body pile cannot count it
 Flex on me must be a masochist
 slate isn't clean cause I'm passionate
 never letting on to where the hatchet is
 feel it in the chest is I hack it in
 I'm not sorry, I been that human excrement in my glory
 I be the mother****** making hits your family morning
 I'd pay the price but my sacrifices do it for me
 I'd advise against collapse because y'all are corny
 Charge them with death that's the price that they pay
 for crossing my path when I don't feel ok
 I'm hollow feel nothing but do when I gut them and
 feel all the love when I taste the fillet
 The sensation of seeing life fade unmatched
 book it ain't ever see the face unmasked
 my insides in shambles never find the zen
 it's in the corners of my eyes again
 I've been on my **** ***** I cannot be shaken
 think he'll ever find his place not killing you must be mistaken
 on the road to deviance it's just the ****** path I've taken
 bouta live a separate life from social norms I will be breaking
 Scribbles in my head it's late at night the streets I drunken wander
 slither round the public while concealing he that murder plotter
 brain won't ever work, hello sir you got a lovely daughter
 fake the face and lock the gaze she hurt that's how I know I got her