Lyrics Hell's Winter - Cage
Somethin'
in
the
way
not
for
Dr.
Zummer
Hot
the
tumor
in
the
lugee
and
left
it
in
Montezuma
Swam
back
to
the
US
after
Russian
roulette
No
deal
on
the
table
give
me
a
label
to
suplex
Came
to
fill
them
with
pain,
take
a
print
of
my
brain
Flash
it
on
the
screen,
you
won't
leave
the
Cinema
sane
Had
a
followin'
fondlin'
that
wouldn't
let
go
'Till
I
spiked
the
easy
football
into
the
Def
Jux
end
zone
And
when
it
hit
the
grass
it
covered
the
crowd
with
mud
Mom
slipped
my
bare
ass
out,
I
covered
the
ground
with
blood
Then
she
wiped
it
on
my
face
like
war
paint
Then
slapped
me,
I
cry,
might
die
with
a
hardcore
brain
Cracked
the
doors
frame
when
I
open
the
world
around
it
Exhale
the
hinges
in
the
air
where
denounces
My
[unverified]
bounces
of
the
wall,
then
it
rise
from
The
picture
that
it
painted
like
suicide
with
a
shotgun
I'm
tryin'
to
pick
up
the
pieces,
keep
cuttin'
my
hands
When
I
put
it
back
together,
it's
feces
In
a
permanent
Hell
I
find
tranquility
teaches
We
had
to
design
perfect
mass
for
our
new
Preacher
We're
going
too
far,
nobody
could
reach
us
I'm
startin'
to
drown
and
I'm
covered
with
leeches
Until
my
last
breath
they'll
be
screamin'
from
the
bleachers
Then
I'll
be
dead
like
all
my
teachers
Despite
all
my
rage,
I'm
a
rat
in
a
cage
for
skies
Communicate
your
love
injecting
bleach
in
my
eyes
The
dubiously
demented
dented
to
dependent
cradles
Slipped
through
a
grasp
on
the
broken
glass,
highly
unstable
I
left
that
label
unable
to
keep
my
master's
No
whip,
broke
as
shit,
chick
left
me
a
week
after
Over
dosage
of
mushrooms,
no
ugly
obstacles
Hid
the
hamster
boy
record
scene
dance
at
the
hospital
In
the
club
I
don't
dance,
I
stand
with
a
glass
of
Vodka
Come
to
terms,
I'm
just
like
my
bastard
father
Left
my
mother
with
a
kid
that
flipped
her
lid
When
I
started
to
look
like
him,
she
threw
me
out
the
crib
And
I
was
only
two,
my
grandmother
was
a
Hitler
Jew
Just
dropped
Agent
Orange
and
ain't
got
no
dough
to
fix
this
tooth
I'm
thinkin'
out
loud
'I
hate
life'
like
that
matters
Lettin'
shit
out
that
happened
to
fit
into
wack
pattern
I'm
tryin'
to
pick
up
the
pieces,
keep
cuttin'
my
hands
When
I
put
it
back
together,
it's
feces
In
a
permanent
Hell
I
find
tranquility
teaches
We
had
to
design
perfect
mass
for
our
new
Preacher
We're
going
too
far,
nobody
could
reach
us
I'm
startin'
to
drown
and
I'm
covered
with
leeches
Until
my
last
breath
they'll
be
screamin'
from
the
bleachers
Then
I'll
be
dead
like
all
my
teachers
I'm
tryin'
to
pick
up
the
pieces,
but
each
motherfucker
That
fucked
my
Mother
over
would
leave
me
to
be
this
Drug
addicted
menace,
ain't
shit
to
do
in
this
place
No
longer
flinchin'
from
step
dad's
punches
to
the
face
Blind
to
the
drug,
calm
to
the
tub,
filled
to
the
top
With
warm
water
to
sink
in,
two
arms
full
of
blood
Not
even
thirteen,
lookin'
to
exit,
left
for
mess
Could
care
less
about
life
just
keep
my
pool
as
fresh
Until
the
worms
eat
my
flesh
I
guess
they
better
burn
me
These
are
the
thoughts
of
a
child
I
keep
'till
thirty
I
lack
patience
'till
I
was
packed
with
patients
In
the
mental
facility
forced
on
all
the
wrong
medications
Prozac
genie
pig,
I
don't
feel
bipolar
But
got
a
folder
that
claims
I
am
in
a
stack
that
reaches
my
shoulder
Music,
my
only
savior
in
every
instance
Makes
each
one
of
you
a
prophet
to
my
existence
I'm
tryin'
to
pick
up
the
pieces,
keep
cuttin'
my
hands
When
I
put
it
back
together,
it's
feces
In
a
permanent
Hell
I
find
tranquility
teaches
We
had
to
design
perfect
mass
for
our
new
Preacher
We're
going
too
far,
nobody
could
reach
us
I'm
startin'
to
drown
and
I'm
covered
with
leeches
Until
my
last
breath
they'll
be
screamin'
from
the
bleachers
Then
I'll
be
dead
like
all
my
teachers
1 Good Morning
2 Too Heavy for Cherubs
3 The Death of Chris Palko (With Camu Tao)
4 Stripes
5 Shoot Frank (With Daryl Palumbo)
6 Scenester
7 Perfect World
8 Subtle Art of the Break Up Song
9 Peeranoia
10 Left It to Us (With EL-P, Aesop Rock, Tame 1 & Yak Ballz)
11 Public Property
12 Lord Have Mercy
13 Hell's Winter
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