Wanna live like a nomad
F*ck my hometown
I don't wanna go back
Had to leave that shitty city
Cut my own path
F*ck my past
In high school was that dude in the back of the room wearing all black
Now It's all tracks
Moving forward in a train going off tracks
Visions getting hazy think I need some contacts
But don't think that I can't see, right through these cons tact
Cross me or T-R-I-P
I'm promising that you'll get hacked
And I don't mean like a computer
But rather an axe
While your sitting in your kitchen eating on some Apple Jacks
And I laugh as I stab
Your mom walks in the room and she's looking flabbergasted and she gasps
When she sees the skull gash
And she asks how in the f*ck did this happen
I tell her that I don't know but sees the blood pouring right out of you throat
And it forms puddles in front of my toes
And now she's a witness she gotta go also
Before I walk out the door
Gotta make sure, that nobody will know
I need to get rid of the evidence so
The ocean where bodies are being disposed
Washing away all my sins as your tied to a cement block so you don't float
So I go back in your house, and I wrap you up in the rug
Then I start searching beneath the sink for something to clean up the blood
Then once it's all cleaned up, your body is getting drug
To the front door, then I lift you up into the trunk
And now my mind is feeling f*cked up
I could really use a blunt right now
Hope you won't ever be found
Next to the fishes you won't make a sound
Don't even think you know shit about me
Think you can relate I find it unlikely
Jump through a portal you won't ever find me
Favorite flavor blood to sip on is type B
Wait no that's a typo
I prefer type o negative
Killed you then I'm gonna ya relatives
Then kill everyone without prejudice
I be severing whoever is is meddling
Hollow never settling death is what I revel in
Murder what I'm relishing homicidal fetishist
Remove your skin and now you nothing but a skeleton
Bring you back to life just to drag you into hell again
Well well well we just met again
You alive and then you dead again
Pull the lever then the Guillotine is chopping off your head again
Floor is turning red again
Oh shit hollow made a mess again
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Wanna live like a nomad
F*ck my hometown
I don't wanna go back
Had to leave that shitty city
Cut my own path
F*ck my past
In high school was that dude in the back of the room wearing all black
Now It's all tracks
Moving forward in a train going off tracks
Visions getting hazy think I need some contacts
But don't think that I can't see, right through these cons tact
Cross me or T-R-I-P
I'm promising that you'll get hacked
And I don't mean like a computer
But rather an axe
While your sitting in your kitchen eating on some Apple Jacks
And I laugh as I stab
Your mom walks in the room and she's looking flabbergasted and she gasps
When she sees the skull gash
And she asks how in the f*ck did this happen
I tell her that I don't know but sees the blood pouring right out of you throat
And it forms puddles in front of my toes
And now she's a witness she gotta go also
Before I walk out the door
Gotta make sure, that nobody will know
I need to get rid of the evidence so
The ocean where bodies are being disposed
Washing away all my sins as your tied to a cement block so you don't float
So I go back in your house, and I wrap you up in the rug
Then I start searching beneath the sink for something to clean up the blood
Then once it's all cleaned up, your body is getting drug
To the front door, then I lift you up into the trunk
And now my mind is feeling f*cked up
I could really use a blunt right now
Hope you won't ever be found
Next to the fishes you won't make a sound
Don't even think you know shit about me
Think you can relate I find it unlikely
Jump through a portal you won't ever find me
Favorite flavor blood to sip on is type B
Wait no that's a typo
I prefer type o negative
Killed you then I'm gonna ya relatives
Then kill everyone without prejudice
I be severing whoever is is meddling
Hollow never settling death is what I revel in
Murder what I'm relishing homicidal fetishist
Remove your skin and now you nothing but a skeleton
Bring you back to life just to drag you into hell again
Well well well we just met again
You alive and then you dead again
Pull the lever then the Guillotine is chopping off your head again
Floor is turning red again
Oh shit hollow made a mess again
F*ck my hometown
I don't wanna go back
Had to leave that shitty city
Cut my own path
F*ck my past
In high school was that dude in the back of the room wearing all black
Now It's all tracks
Moving forward in a train going off tracks
Visions getting hazy think I need some contacts
But don't think that I can't see, right through these cons tact
Cross me or T-R-I-P
I'm promising that you'll get hacked
And I don't mean like a computer
But rather an axe
While your sitting in your kitchen eating on some Apple Jacks
And I laugh as I stab
Your mom walks in the room and she's looking flabbergasted and she gasps
When she sees the skull gash
And she asks how in the f*ck did this happen
I tell her that I don't know but sees the blood pouring right out of you throat
And it forms puddles in front of my toes
And now she's a witness she gotta go also
Before I walk out the door
Gotta make sure, that nobody will know
I need to get rid of the evidence so
The ocean where bodies are being disposed
Washing away all my sins as your tied to a cement block so you don't float
So I go back in your house, and I wrap you up in the rug
Then I start searching beneath the sink for something to clean up the blood
Then once it's all cleaned up, your body is getting drug
To the front door, then I lift you up into the trunk
And now my mind is feeling f*cked up
I could really use a blunt right now
Hope you won't ever be found
Next to the fishes you won't make a sound
Don't even think you know shit about me
Think you can relate I find it unlikely
Jump through a portal you won't ever find me
Favorite flavor blood to sip on is type B
Wait no that's a typo
I prefer type o negative
Killed you then I'm gonna ya relatives
Then kill everyone without prejudice
I be severing whoever is is meddling
Hollow never settling death is what I revel in
Murder what I'm relishing homicidal fetishist
Remove your skin and now you nothing but a skeleton
Bring you back to life just to drag you into hell again
Well well well we just met again
You alive and then you dead again
Pull the lever then the Guillotine is chopping off your head again
Floor is turning red again
Oh shit hollow made a mess again
Writer: Joseph Webb
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