Boondox - They Know lyrics
[Boondox - They Know lyrics]
SCARECROW
On my knees havin' feelings of pain
On the ceiling blood sprayed mist
I'm needin some fuckin desperate healing
I close my eyes to see my whole life pass by
Im hurt up on the inside and
Ain't even gotta ask why
It's like I'm caught up in the pressure
Feelin empty
Waking up drenched in sweat, soakin wet
Ain't got nobody with me
I'm all alone and fightin battles
With my inner demons
Closet filled with bones so many secrets
And they're talkin to me
Did they see me do it? dump
The body in the river
Open up their stomach, drink the blood
And then I eat the liver
Was there a witness to my sickness?
I swear paranoia got me goin crazy
Should I confess?
All this murder piling up, stackin at my feet
Got me in them cold sweats I'm
Drowning in a Krimson Kreek
Now I'm nervous, feelin empty scitzrophranic
All this passion, skull bashin
Got me manic in a fuckin panic
I feel their eyes on me
Somethin watches my every move
If they see what I see
They'd know exactly what I do
Try and amend yet another crime on my mind
Walk amongst society and try to
Leave this all behind
But every step I take I
Feel the pressure growin
People starin at me, shit
All these motherfuckers knowin what I do
By the moonlight while creepin in the dark
Do they know about the jogger in
The bushes by the park?
Do they know about the lady in
The woods by the highway?
Will I rot in prison cause I
Gotta do it my way?
I shoulda listened to em cause
It all made sense
Burn the bodies, burn my clothes
And burn up all the evidence
But now I'm stressin with a
Mind full of questions
Scitzrophrania, depression
Gotta find a new profession
Feelin weak with all this growin' thin
And this agony I'm livin in
A killer from the crops only knowin
Bout a life of sin this shit was easy when I
Didn't make the choices
Killin ain't the same when you're
Ignoring all the voices
All these voices in my head
Are they the voices from the dead?
I hear them comin down the
Halls underneath my fuckin bed
Is it their spirit's or their bodies
That I tried to hide?
They come to tell me that they gon
Be waitin on the other side
Or is it demons? yeah it's
Demons knockin at my soul
I might be better off if
I let em take control
On my knees havin' feelings of pain
On the ceiling blood sprayed mist
I'm needin some fuckin desperate healing
I close my eyes to see my whole life pass by
Im hurt up on the inside and
Ain't even gotta ask why
It's like I'm caught up in the pressure
Feelin empty
Waking up drenched in sweat, soakin wet
Ain't got nobody with me
I'm all alone and fightin battles
With my inner demons
Closet filled with bones so many secrets
And they're talkin to me
Did they see me do it? dump
The body in the river
Open up their stomach, drink the blood
And then I eat the liver
Was there a witness to my sickness?
I swear paranoia got me goin crazy
Should I confess?
All this murder piling up, stackin at my feet
Got me in them cold sweats I'm
Drowning in a Krimson Kreek
Now I'm nervous, feelin empty scitzrophranic
All this passion, skull bashin
Got me manic in a fuckin panic
I feel their eyes on me
Somethin watches my every move
If they see what I see
They'd know exactly what I do
Try and amend yet another crime on my mind
Walk amongst society and try to
Leave this all behind
But every step I take I
Feel the pressure growin
People starin at me, shit
All these motherfuckers knowin what I do
By the moonlight while creepin in the dark
Do they know about the jogger in
The bushes by the park?
Do they know about the lady in
The woods by the highway?
Will I rot in prison cause I
Gotta do it my way?
I shoulda listened to em cause
It all made sense
Burn the bodies, burn my clothes
And burn up all the evidence
But now I'm stressin with a
Mind full of questions
Scitzrophrania, depression
Gotta find a new profession
Feelin weak with all this growin' thin
And this agony I'm livin in
A killer from the crops only knowin
Bout a life of sin this shit was easy when I
Didn't make the choices
Killin ain't the same when you're
Ignoring all the voices
All these voices in my head
Are they the voices from the dead?
I hear them comin down the
Halls underneath my fuckin bed
Is it their spirit's or their bodies
That I tried to hide?
They come to tell me that they gon
Be waitin on the other side
Or is it demons? yeah it's
Demons knockin at my soul
I might be better off if
I let em take control