Lyrics Unjust Love (feat. Mickey Avalon & Danny Boone) - Twiztid, Mickey Avalon & Danny Boone

I'm not a stalker
I follow her around and every day she shootin me down
If I was a stalker. then why is she alive
And would she love me better if I died?
She don't love me she don't love me like I do her

I want to bathe in her blood,
I want to eat both her eyes
I want to rip through her skin until I'm stabbin her spine
I want to play with her guts
You know I'm sicker than shit
And if she's only a corpse
You know that I'll still to commit
You know I love her so much that I think of hurting myself
My love is toxic and hazardous to her pretty health
She knows shes better without me, but what the fuck does she know?

But with the tape around her mouth she'll never tell me to GOOOOO!

She don't understand what's stressin me or
She wouldn't of had them arrest me for
Tresspassing and leaving my pinky finger
Inside of a box and she found it on top of her panty drawer
Out of my melon and out of my gord
Was I the patient for hatin waiting
So now I'm masturbating on the front room floor

And now I'm sitting in jail
And now they closing the cell door

I'm not a stalker
I follow her around and every day she shootin me down

If I was a stalker, then why is she alive
And would she love me better if I died?
She don't love me she don't love me like I do her

I keep my rubbers with cum in them
As an offering
It's like it's Christmas the ornaments on the coffin-in
I grab my penis and balls and boxers with clothes in em

And nail em both to her chest so her heart is close to em
I want to wear her skin like buffalo bill
And suck my own dick with a purse and some high heels
I know I'm better without her but what the fuck do I know?

She makes me feel like a crazy sexual animal
I'm not a stalker
I follow her around and every day she shootin me down
If I was a stalker, then why is she alive
And would she love me better if I died?
She don't love me she don't love me like I do her
You're so beautiful when you're
Wearing red
Running my dirty fingers through
The hair on top of your pretty little head
You're so beautiful when you're wearing red
I'm not a stalker
I follow her around and every day she shootin me down
If I was a stalker, then why is she alive
And would she love me better if I died?
She don't love me she don't love me like I do her