Marilyn Manson - Mind of a Lunatic lyrics
Marilyn Manson [Brian Hugh Warner] LA, CA/Canton, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Marilyn Manson - Mind of a Lunatic lyrics]
Thinking I gotta fuck somebody
Before the week ends
The sight of blood excites me
Shoot you in the head
Sit down, and watch you bleed to death
I hear the sound of your last breath
Shouldn't have been around
I went all the way left
You was in the right place with
Me at the wrong time i'm a psychopath
In a minute lose my fucking mind
Calm down, back to reality don't fear death
Cause I know that it's promised to me
Flashes, I get flashes of Jason
Gimme a knife, a million lives I've wasted
The shadow of death follows me
I don't give a fuck (In a mind of a lunatic)
Pussy play Superman, your ass'll get boxed up
Put him in a straight jacket, the man's sick
This is what goes on in the mind of a lunatic
Lookin through her window
Now my body is warm
She's naked, and I'm a peepin tom
Her body's beautiful, so I'm thinking rape
Shouldn't have had her curtains open
So that's her fate leaving out her house
Grabbed the bitch by her mouth
Drug her back in
Slammed her down on the couch
Whipped out my knife, said, "If you scream
I cut you"
Opened her legs and commenced the fucking
She begged me not to kill her
So I gave her a rose
Then slit her throat and watched her
Shake till her eyes closed
(In a mind of a lunatic)
Had sex with the corpse before I left her
And drew my name on the
Wall like helter skelter
Run for shelter never crossed my mind
I had a gauge, a grenade, and even a nine
Dial 911 for the bitch
But the cops ain't shit
When they're fucking with a mind of a lunatic
I sit alone in my four-cornered
Room staring at candles
Dreaming of the people I've dismantled
I close my eyes and in the circle
Appears the images of sons of
Bitches that I murdered
Flashbacks of bodies being fucked up
Once I attack
I'm like a pit on a rage that's going nuts
Boys used to die when I'm full fo that fry
I be ebbin when I'm high
So I say 'fuck' and just let bullets fly
(In a mind of a lunatic)
Like I said before, Scarface is my identity
A homicidal maniac with sucidal tendencies
I'm on the violent tip, so yo get a grip
And bitch, better come equipped
Ain't taking no shit
Cause here comes a mind of a lunatic
My girl's getting skinny
She's strung out on coke
So I went to her mother's house
And cut out her throat
Her grandma was standing there
She was screaming out
As she reached for the telly
I put the blade on granny's ass
Went to the back and grabbed a shovel
Now granny's on her way to meet the devil
Pulled out my 38 and aimed at the bitch
A cop says Freeze, mutherfucker! Bitch
Suck my dick (Mind of a lunatic)
I said, "Die muthafucker!" as I blasted
Something clicked in my head
Visions of bodies in plastic
The scent of buckshots in human flesh
Pigs dying from bullet wounds to the chest
No sheriff's gonna take me on a road
Dark as fuck, and let his pistols explode
Fuck that, cause I ain'ts to die
So I reloaded my Uzi and fired up another fry
It got me crazy as fuck
A ragin psychotic full of that Angel's Dust
The cops had the place surrounded
Hunted for a way to get out - and I found it
Innocent bystanders watch me set an example
I popped one, "Let me go, goddammit
Scot free
Or all of these mutherfuckers coming with me"
(In A Mind of a lunatic)
All of a sudden the shit got silent
I remember waking up, in an asylum
Being treated like a troubled kid
My shirt was all bloody
And both of my wrists was slit
Think this is harsh? This ain't
As harsh as it gets
No telling what's being thought up in
The mind of a lunatic janurary 5th 1969
A damn fool was born with
The mind of a lunatic i shoulda been killed
But sister fucked around and let me live
Now I developed a criminal behaviour
Fuck with me, and I'll slay your ass
Beyond recognition, shit
Your dental records couldn't
Prove your identity, bitch
I beg your pardon, on talking to borden
You'll never find a mutherfucker
So save your milk cartons
(In A Mind of a lunatic)
Cross the line, your ass is mine
I don't give a fuck if you're 9 or 99
Blind, crippled, and crazy, don't faze me
Your funky ass will be pushing up daisies
You wanna know what makes me click?
My psychiatrist said I got the
Mind of a lunatic
I ain't got it all, so don't fuck with me
Unless your ass wanna be made history
I'll blow your mutherfucking house up
And if your wife and kids are inside
They're fucked
I don't give a damn who I slay
Don't let me get a hold of some E&J
Cause when the shit hit the fan
I'll stab your ass quicker than a Mexican
The nightmares I leave you with on the scene
(In A Mind of a lunatic)
Will make Freddy bitch ass look
Like a wet dream
This is fact, not fictional, son of a bitch
I got the mind of a lunatic