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"Wake...
Revenge is mine
12 people will die tonight"
Now I look and then reborn
Though I have just until dawn
I remember every face
Spirits show me every place
First one sleeps inside his bed
Place my fingers on his head
To each temple push and smother
Till my fingers touch each other
Next one makes love to his wife
Only wish to take his life
For his family's done no wrong
Place his children on the lawn
Tell the misses, leave the room
Less she wish to witness doom
Grab the squirming filthy goat
And shove the dresser down his throat
I must quickly use my gift
Next two work the midnight shift
Drinking coffee in the back
I will listen to them chat
Hear them speaking of my death
Hear the laughter in their breath
But the laughter quickly died
When their heads collide
Die!
You're gonna die...
Now my anger's growing worse
Next one's working as a nurse
Have to make a doctor's call
Drag my body down the hall
Grab a scalple and a blade
Time to play the nurse's aide
Operate and strap her down
Carve her face into a clown
Killed another then three more
Now we're down to only four
This man drives a taxi cab
Another wicked life to grab
Screaming that he'd thought I'd died
Let's go for a taxi ride
In the wreck of twisted steel
The stearing wheel becomes his meal
This man watches his TV
Scanning channels endlessly
Stops at station forty-four
It's the Wicked Clown Show
Watch me juggle, watch me dance
In 3-D watch me enhance
Watch me crawl out from the screen
And squeeze your neck until you're green
Die!
You're gonna die...
Time...
Even though, there's just one left
I feel my bones becoming stiff
And now I wonder endlessly
The spirits have abandoned me
My limbs are falling piece by piece
My ears and fingers in the street
But still yet see no morning sun
And here's my victim's early run
Quickly grab him from behind
Round his neck with fishing twine
Keep him still and pull the string
Watch his head go bobbaling
Listen to my riddle song
Even though my crime was wrong
Murder me just for your law
And I'll be back for all y'all
Die!
You're gonna die...

"Wake...
Revenge is mine
12 people will die tonight"
[Violent J]
Now I look and then reborn
Though I have just until dawn
I remember every face
Spirits show me every place
First one sleeps inside his bed
Place my fingers on his head
To each temple push and smother
Till my fingers touch each other
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Next one makes love to his wife
Only wish to take his life
For his family's done no wrong
Place his children on the lawn
Tell the misses, leave the room
Less she wish to witness doom
Grab the squirming filthy goat
And shove the dresser down his throat
[Violent J]
I must quickly use my gift
Next two work the midnight shift
Drinking coffee in the back
I will listen to them chat
Hear them speaking of my death
Hear the laughter in their breath
But the laughter quickly died
When their heads collide
Die!
You're gonna die...
[Violent J]
Now my anger's growing worse
Next one's working as a nurse
Have to make a doctor's call
Drag my body down the hall
Grab a scalple and a blade
Time to play the nurse's aide
Operate and strap her down
Carve her face into a clown
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Killed another then three more
Now we're down to only four
This man drives a taxi cab
Another wicked life to grab
Screaming that he'd thought I'd died
Let's go for a taxi ride
In the wreck of twisted steel
The stearing wheel becomes his meal
[Violent J]
This man watches his TV
Scanning channels endlessly
Stops at station forty-four
It's the Wicked Clown Show
Watch me juggle, watch me dance
In 3-D watch me enhance
Watch me crawl out from the screen
And squeeze your neck until you're green
Die!
You're gonna die...
Time...
[Violent J]
Even though, there's just one left
I feel my bones becoming stiff
And now I wonder endlessly
The spirits have abandoned me
My limbs are falling piece by piece
My ears and fingers in the street
But still yet see no morning sun
And here's my victim's early run
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Quickly grab him from behind
Round his neck with fishing twine
Keep him still and pull the string
Watch his head go bobbaling
Listen to my riddle song
Even though my crime was wrong
Murder me just for your law
And I'll be back for all y'all
Die!
You're gonna die...
I'll be back for all y'all...

"Wake...
Revenge is mine
12 people will die tonight"
Now I look and then reborn
Though I have just until dawn
I remember every face
Spirits show me every place
First one sleeps inside his bed
Place my fingers on his head
To each temple push and smother
Till my fingers touch each other
Next one makes love to his wife
Only wish to take his life
For his family's done no wrong
Place his children on the lawn
Tell the misses, leave the room
Less she wish to witness doom
Grab the squirming filthy goat
And shove the dresser down his throat
I must quickly use my gift
Next two work the midnight shift
Drinking coffee in the back
I will listen to them chat
Hear them speaking of my death
Hear the laughter in their breath
But the laughter quickly died
When their heads collide
Die!
You're gonna die...
Now my anger's growing worse
Next one's working as a nurse
Have to make a doctor's call
Drag my body down the hall
Grab a scalple and a blade
Time to play the nurse's aide
Operate and strap her down
Carve her face into a clown
Killed another then three more
Now we're down to only four
This man drives a taxi cab
Another wicked life to grab
Screaming that he'd thought I'd died
Let's go for a taxi ride
In the wreck of twisted steel
The stearing wheel becomes his meal
This man watches his TV
Scanning channels endlessly
Stops at station forty-four
It's the Wicked Clown Show
Watch me juggle, watch me dance
In 3-D watch me enhance
Watch me crawl out from the screen
And squeeze your neck until you're green
Die!
You're gonna die...
Time...
Even though, there's just one left
I feel my bones becoming stiff
And now I wonder endlessly
The spirits have abandoned me
My limbs are falling piece by piece
My ears and fingers in the street
But still yet see no morning sun
And here's my victim's early run
Quickly grab him from behind
Round his neck with fishing twine
Keep him still and pull the string
Watch his head go bobbaling
Listen to my riddle song
Even though my crime was wrong
Murder me just for your law
And I'll be back for all y'all
Die!
You're gonna die...

This morning my mind looked around and couldn't find a lie for why and where she stay
If this is love then Lord I pray let me fall out of love today
Her ramblin' blue eyes couldn't hide or deny
That she had thrown her self respect away
If this is all there is to love let me fall out of love today
I'm not saying I don't want to remember
All the good times and the places we've been
But if this is all there is to love then please don't let me see her again
Today I must seek I'm ashamed that I'm so weak
But Lord I'm not strong enough to stay
If this is all there is to love let me fall out of love today

Black theatre of love
Violet dancers cast their blood
The moon gave me flowers
For funerals to come
12 shapes bow before her
I am still one of them
12 morbid ways to die
Her beauty scares me
I'm falling deeper
No more pain to feel now
Touch the silence
Afraid of hell
Black theatre
Violet dancers drink my blood
The moon gave me flowers
For funerals to come
I cannot breathe
Am losing life
The moon paints the skyline blue

Twelve groups of stars [Rev 12:1]
Surrounding God's heaven
Same as the tribes
The twelve tribes of Israel [Gen 49:28]
Each hold a sign [Num 2:2]
Surrounding God's presence
Blurring the lines [Heb 9:24]
'tween here and his residence
Twelve makes a day
Twelve tones in music
Twelve months a year
Do you think it's an accident?
Christ as the Sun [Heb 1:3]
Pictures the Father
Sorrounded by twelve [Mat 23:8]
That he calls his brothers
Twelve precious stones [Ex 39:7]
Upon the Priests Ephod
Twelve were the sons [Gen 35:22]
The twelve sons of Jacob
Twelve oxen held [2 Chr 4:4,5]
In Solomon's temple
Three thousand baths
To cleanse all the Levites
Christ built his church [Eph 2:20]
Upon twelve apostles
And three thousand souls [Acts 2:41]
Were added at Pentecost
Christ built His church
Upon twelve apostles
And three thousand souls
Were added at Pentecost
And then after all,
with our backs against the wall
We seek the temple of the living God

end of the year theyre raising my rent called in sick my money is spent buildings out side all covered in snow makin a fire the heat is on i loo out my window there a shopping cart attached to it theres a crying bum i need a road dog wheres santa claus on my last drop in stuck eating crumbs no gift december 25th no bottles empty where's st. nicolass happy fuckin year and christmas carol's a whore on the corner and a grinch is a friend of every pimp take me away for the holidays dinner in a strait jacket turkey tray and the kids who have been beat down with a stick you aint gotta take it from the family plan if ya cant get help do it all for yerself a make shift kid will be strong in the end soaking up those tears comes just once a year get someone a gift, show someone ya car

Now I know a year has 12 days.
Sometimes more but usually less.
Now I've learned not everything has a name.
Or how do you call a thing that eats itself.
This year has one day.
It happens again when I try to sleep.
Problems to wake up? None.
I've got problems to fall asleep.
Red is the colour of being weak.
White is the colour of being asleep.
Red is the colour of being weak.
White is the colour of being a sheep.
Red is the colour of why am I so weak

mom and dad don't like me
they said i haven't got a clue today
and everything they know is true they say
and that i'm wrong
they punish with a combination of
verbal abuse and total lack of love
and they ignore me
mom and dad won't buy me
what all the other kids in class have got
i tell them they can kiss my ass a lot
but they refuse
but they refuse
i could so divorce them
i can so drive myself
i can live by myself
if i'm allowed
i could have big parties
and stay out late at night
and those i hate just might
be gone for good
i should just get married
they wouldn't get an invitation and
we'd get to see them in the street, they'd stand
too powerless
except i'm only 12 which shouldn't make
a difference because it's their mistake

Hey momma look at me
Aren't you proud aren't you happy
I am a ladies man
I got my woman in the palm of my hand
I know she's only 12
I can't get anyone else
I know she's only 12
But she looks 13
I met her at Disneyland
Never thought I'd get to hold her hand
All the younger guys are looking at her
But she likes me 'cause I'm so much older
Little girl I'll pick you up at 8
Don't worry we won't be late
We can't get down and dirty

So today I wrote a song for you
Cause a day can get so long
And I know its hard to make it through
When you say there's something wrong
So I'm trying to put it right
Cause I want to love you with my heart
All this trying has made me tight
And I don't know even where to start
Maybe that's a start
Cause you know its a simple game
That you play filling up your head with rain
And you know you are hiding from your pain
In the way, in the way you say your name
And I see you
Hiding your face in your hands
Flying so you won't land
You think no one understands
No one understands
So you hunch your shoulders and you shake your head
And your throat is aching but you swear
No one hurts you, nothing could be sad
Anyway you're not here enough to care
And you're so tired you don't sleep at night
As your heart is trying to mend
You keep it quiet but you think you might
Disappear before the end
And it's strange that you cannot find
Any strength to even try
To find a voice to speak your mind
When you do, all you wanna do is cry
Well maybe you should cry
And I see you hiding your face in your hands
Talking bout far-away lands
You think no one understands
Listen to my hands
And all of this life
Moves around you
For all that you claim
You're standing still
You are moving too
You are moving too
You are moving too