inhibitions,
calling my intuitions
Something's going on,
if I'm feeling
I'm superstitious, I'm vicious
I'm trapped inside a paradox
Where my thoughts get
twisted like some dreadlocks
I never, uh, ever wondered about the voodoo
I sing the voodoo,
and now my deepest fears is coming true
I never loved you, but I hate you, ow
How could I love you, how?
Because I hate you now
So wonder if I take you under
with the wickedness
And with the wickedness,
I'll make a plea to slit his fuckin' wrist
No coming near me
when I'm thinking this
Cause when I'm thinking this,
I'm thinking suicidalist
So back up off me, bust a brain cell
I bust a brain cell,
I fall asleep and dream about hell
Some wonder why I'm even callin' y 'all
The sky is fallin' y 'all,
but after all it's my deepest fear
Fallin'
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Fallin'
How you gonna hide from the
fears inside?
Chemical dependencies,
suicidal tendencies
Brain don't melt down,
street lungs bottom me
Caustophobia, locked in a blind box
Now I lay me down to sleep,
six feet deep
Closed casket, nothing but the basket
Hey, not a mannequin,
but a madman
So you're panicking,
run from it
Everybody's scared,
so you're calling out
Buckshot, shotgun blast,
now you're falling out
Everybody hide from the
deepest fears inside
Watch me and my man
Morty take you on a motor ride
Suicide symptoms of insanity,
I'm backin' out
Probably wanna crack up,
but I'm never ever crackin' out
Call me Dr. Frankenstein,
dead bodies hanging
I'm gonna get richer when I hit ya
I'm a slitcher, nobody can hold me up
My safe is clear, buried alive
In the pine box is my deepest fear
Morty's coming, Morty's coming,
Morty's coming
Morty's coming, Morty's coming,
Morty's coming
Morty! Morty!
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Morty! How you gonna hide
from the fears inside?
Tell me your deepest fear,
tell me your deepest fear
It's ever so clear,
my deepest fear
is to hear the screams
The sounds of a mad man,
embottled and more than seen
My dream and nightmares come true,
simply but still
Hallucinating visions of killing you
The thought of even thinking that,
I think I need a drink
In fact, I think I need some therapy,
cause ain't nobody helping me
Seems I got no excuses
for mental abuses,
I'm losing faith
My only fear is to love instead of hate you
Born and bred, born dead,
my mind was bled
Every time the holy bible was read instead
I lost consciousness and wound
up with wicked ways
Thinkin' bout voodoo dolls,
runnin' wild, my last days
Spent with Morty, my shorty,
no ventriloquist
Each of the unholy, straight,
suicidalists
Morty! Nowhere to run to,
nowhere to hide
Morty! How you gonna hide
from the fears inside?
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Nowhere
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide