Bodiies Lyrics

(Character Azazel)

19 with a couple scars across the wrist

I was lurking in the shadows with the young ones in the mist (Ugh)

Had to go to therapy, my mother said she worried bout the duffel bag

In fact there was a plan with it (yuh)

Nine years old with a homicidal brain

Had to teach myself a lesson killing birds just ain't the fucking same (aye)

Fixating, ideation of murder, was gonna halt and cut off

Until the table fell- sideways

There ain't no point of me living in me no more

Can't escape from dead bodies and pillis' they uniform

Use to chill with the bitch on my lap her, get off my dick

Now the knifes in my back and I'm eternally trapped (yuh)

Cause ghosts don't hover they just spread from my mouth

Yeah dead man talking, didn't burn down my house

But it keeps on pushing and pushin' to say I'm sane

Instead I'm dead underground, In hell or in the void I can't tell

I'm on a murder spree, these voices keep telling me-

That I'll be fine just gotta' do it safely

Wanna slit ya wrist

Just to pull out all your purple veins so I can tie the noose and then kill you a fucking gain (fuck)

Cause I'm a fucking psycho

Got Norman bates to validate this fact you know that I know

The carpets red and bodies are piled up to the heavens

Just so I can feel somewhat accepted stead of me-

The Devil

Put all this pain inside my heart, never meant for it

Cold days, cold ways I've learnt to cope

No shame all pain I've learnt the most

Put all this pain inside my heart, never meant for it

Cold days, cold ways I've learnt to cope

No shame all pain I've learnt the most

Rippin' to killin' an infant (yuh)

Don't trust no one ever I'm turning to suicide

Can't trust me, (yeah) Who am I?

Evil spirit, 'FaceSplit' my life (fuck)

And all because of him; the lair, the thief

Stuck here deceased while he is writing fucking 'Evergarden'

Take my soul to keep (yuh)

You can not hurt me no more

So speak to me (yuh)

I wanna stab myself in the gut I don't give a fuck

Blood makes me harder than a cunt bitch

Normal human? I'm a fucking weirdo, an antisocial f- (yuh)

Always stuck up in his day dreams of slaughtering rap (aye)

(No)

There ain't no point of me living in me no more (fuck)

Can't escape from dead bodies and pillis' they uniform

Use to chill with the bitch on my lap her, get off my dick

Now the knifes in my back and I'm eternally trapped (No)

Cause ghosts don't hover they just spread from my mouth

Yeah dead man talking, didn't burn down my house

But it keeps on pushing and pushin' to say I'm sane

Instead I'm dead underground, In hell or in the void I can't tell

Put all this pain inside my heart, I never meant for it

Put all this hate inside my heart, I never meant for it

I never meant for it

I never meant for it