Sleep I’m fighting off, thoughts I’m fighting off, I think I’ve had enough. I
was happy, till the demons catch me, now they have me.
now I’m on channel three, result of another stabbing, I told ya I’m eternal. nocturnal, images of blood curdle should make people wanna hurl, but I sit In my seat and stir.
how can I make this happen to her? Saw my reflection and stabbed it.
Changed directions and dropped in madness, saw my resurrection through rappin. but nothing will happen.
for no reason I’m laughin, it’s insane not to be crazy, don’t understand the
people who made me.
my past made me. I’ll give you multiple occurrences and let you pick the one with the most dramatic flourishes, and traumatic events stir again inside my head, I’m the monster under my bed, where’s Noah someone find him, in the bottom the river, his soul and body are withered, he’ll blow away like a feather, beaten like leather,
I’m ready now, he said he’d let me out.