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DR. X lyrics : "As Evil As It Gets"

i'm the nightmare that made it through your dreamcatcher, the !@^% slasher, post mortem !@($-er, face basher, spell caster, body snatcher, cult master, challenge me i guarantee i draw my gun faster, the interplanetary adversary of death, in the lab with a flask, cooking up meth, and i'm doing my best, to handle my stress, in a positive way without cutting off heads but, i slip now and then when someone really makes me mad, then i gotta kill 'em then i gotta kill their dad, then i gotta kill their mom, then i gotta be an arsonist, its getting worse i should really call my pharmacist, i'm paranoid so i dont trust anyone, i need some #~!!@ so i dig a grave and get me some, my face is numb from all the drugs i'm sniffin' up, and human flesh is the only food i really love

bones ground up i'm sniffin up the dust, drinkin blood and feasting on human guts, ba!@&(t full of chained up !@#%s, if they get out of line they get cut, and if they dont wanna $#&@ i pull my gun and let it bust (x2)


you're evil somewhat, i'm as evil as it gets, i let the devil in my head and haven't been the same since, grotesque and i walk with the demons, they're in my flesh and i know they're never leavin', i stopped believin' in fairy tales for grown up adults, pledged allegience to the other side and started my own cult, never voted for a single $#&@ing fake, and if i went to the, i'd kill every resident, rap resident evil, umbrella corporation, spreading the t-virus for the army of satan, and im waitin' for the day when the sky $#&@in' falls, and i'm so $#&@in' psycho with my voodoo dolls, i think i'll make one for myself and then stab it in the face, or make one for my friend and then break his $#&@in' legs, 'cause i hate this $#&@in' place i'm in a dark state of mind, and i know i can't escape so i don't even try



bones ground up i'm sniffin up the dust, drinkin blood and feasting on human guts, ba!@&(t full of chained up !@#%s, if they get out of line they get cut, and if they dont wanna $#&@ i pull my gun and let it bust (x2)


brains, brains, bodies chained, blood drained, i got !@^%s restrained, i got human remains stashed away in my house, and i really hope nobody finds out, if i say it in a rhyme, then you think im $#&@in' lyin', but thats why they dont come by, 'cause they're all afraid of dyin', people wanna know if i could ever pull a homicide, thats a stupid $#&@in' question 'cause i laugh when people die, ha ha douche bag (*##$, i stabbed my friend in the neck for tryin' to take my twix, then i danced like hammer and said "you cant touch this", as he bled to death, i dismissed my piss, you say you're sick, i'm just so much sicker, you like to get drunk but my blood's pure liquor, and i'd call myself the son of the devil, if that #~!!@ $$# (*##$ was even on my level



bones ground up i'm sniffin up the dust, drinkin blood and feasting on human guts, ba!@&(t full of chained up !@#%s, if they get out of line they get cut, and if they dont wanna $#&@ i pull my gun and let it bust (x2)

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