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[Intro]Yo, yeah girl,Can you hear that? It's playing our song..Are you sleepy? Take a nap..You're not afraid of the dark? Are you.?[Verse One]You hear the beat as it makes ya not wanna go tosleepI knock on Dakota's door, its locked so I go to creepround the back, with binoculars, not cause I wannapeepBut because I'm hungry she smells like tacosI wanna eatVisions of hot chocolatey marshmallowsall so sweetWith sugar plums, oh look here comes Marshall he's on your streetHe's placing hot smoldering charcoalsbeneath your feetNow walk on 'em, he's dancing with carcasses cheek to cheekLike a Thanksgiving turkey, or holiday hamCinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry marmalade jamFlavor my favorite graham crackers with John BennetRamsI guess a modern day Jack the Ripper is all that I am[Chorus](My music box)Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep(My music box)But I can hear you my love, you keep calling me (Mymusic box)And when we're Worlds apart, you mean the World to me(My music box)If you call, I'll come, I will answer (My music box)Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep(My music box)I hear my music box, playing a song for me (My musicbox)So when she twirls around do a whirl for me (My musicbox)Won't you be my private little dancer (My music box)[Verse Two]I almost look comatose, who wants to be sober grossI foam like a Doberman, mouth open I overdosePut coke up my nostrils, in both my holes and I plugmy noseMy pupils quadruple in size, eyes are so bugged IknowI put on my mother's make up, get naked and runaroundWavin' the gun around, I think I'm down to a hundredpoundsThere's thunder, I wonder how come it rains but thesun is outThe devils upset with his wife, they must be sluggin'it outI must be buggin' the fuck out, but what the fuckabout'Voices are leading me up to the attic, I love myhouseThey pull and they tug my blouse, the sound of a musicboxComes from inside a toy chest, but what do I do, it's lockedI pick it and open it but it's stuffed full of human partsI dig till I find it, I wind it up and the tune just startsIts playing a song, so beautiful and the room is darkThe moon is full, I smell a funeral, guessI'll loom in the park[Chorus][Verse Three]I'm fixated on asphyxiating and breakin? this littlechick'sNeck like a pixie stickThe sick Satan worshippin', bitches gethorse-whippins,I'm in the back, through the back door, slip inThrough the crack leavin' the corpse drippin'The mortician of love, sent from above,forced and treat em all (?)(?) stingy I've becomeBeen doin' this for more than a quarter century, I'mjust numbI dreamin', is it real? Someone pinch me on thebunsThe time has come to tie her up, gotta roll me theladderI'd had enough of the chatter, climb up to the window,look at herthen climb in and slowly shatter her brain matter andbatter herwith the bat, a matter of fact that will splatter herBut before I do that, I'll have a chat to flatter herGive her two compliments, back-to-back, like TabathaI'm your secret admirer, I'm back to ravish yaSo strong is your fight, but your no match forDraculaProlonging her plight, as I go back to stabbin' herDismember her limbs, simple as that, cadaver herZoom in with the lens, then pan back, the cameraStand back, cuz here comes your man Jack, so Pamela[Chorus]By: Narcotic
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