Insane Clown Posse - Bloody lyrics

[Insane Clown Posse - Bloody lyrics]

Ah, ah schizophrenia, ah (Woo)
Paranoia, ah

Bloody in my darkest room (So dark)
Wet and sticky clumps of icky
Blood (Blood, blood)
Blood (Blood, blood, blood)
Streams are dripping got me tripping
And I hope that she's still breathing
And comes back to life
’Cause this hunter's knife I'm wielding
Is stuck in her side and if she dies

I’ll be bloody and be all alone (All alone)
Her face I smothered walls are covered
In blood (Blood)
Blood (Blood, blood, so much blood)
Splattered ceiling drips I'm feeling
As they come falling upon us on my forehead
Hoping more will join us
Like her mom and dad i would be so glad

I'm in an old beat up white van, no windows
Beware, suburbia, me here to murder ya
My occupation one, sock your face in
Two, strangulation three, decapitation
Four days spent tortured in my basement
Decoration or displacement
I once kidnapped a fat hooker
Later scaled the scavy whore
Buzz her up, give me more
Doesn't help anymore

I hope the bloodshed on me
Don't wash off and stains
And I hope to have this feeling
Kill the pain cut her veins
Till it rains mash her brains
Till the blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face
Blood sprays all over my face

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