Текст песни Itis - Dead Daze

When I was a kid I used to dream of being a killer
I killed my first pet dog and I tossed him in the river
I used to put on a mask and scare my babsitter
I used to run with scissors when I chased my baby sister
I used to watch the horror movies and emulate the feeling
I used to crawl on the floor, but now I crawl on the ceiling
I used to think everything was fine, till I met my twisted mind
Everything went bad when my dad grabbed my arm
So I hit him with a car and I broke his spine
Fuck the worm / I'm ending up by the bourbon
And I ain't gonna stop until that motherfucker burning
Loving the screaming ever since I heard it
Pull out a knife and butt-fuck that virgin
Hold up a second, you fucking virgins
You need medication from all the nurses
You always splipping the blood hearses
Evil that mask / we're making them nervous
Yeah, fucking right / I'm fucking nice / Dumb flow / you fuck nuts
Chainsaw is unleaded / now place all you dumb sluts
I cut guts; I gash gashes / I'm pure sick; I'm dark magic
I'll bleed you out on that matress
I'll fuck the monster; I'll bring your madness / that itis
I got the itis in me; they lift the veil from my eyes and now I finally see

It began with Bloody Mary staring at my reflection
Little girl in the bathroom with a hall pass trying to find another dimension
More like a portal or gateway where all these dead demons come from
The ones I've seen every night since I was just a baby Smallz One
Nightmare Murdering / High School bludgeoning
Ain't nobody telling me about the right path
Thoughts of suicide / blueprints to homicide
Every single one of my heroes about to amass
Better believe that I ain't got no friends
A girl like me's got a propped up fist
Person needed so I can mop up heads
Two-step cannot stop the dead
Virgin life and you'll ever be
And no bitch I am not talking about money
I'm talking about blood / talking about bloody
Talking about how all my enemies love me
Fuck me / lucky you, if I pick you
Fun for your life /??? I fist you
Crying for your mommy the moment this all hits you
In the hands of the devil, you're asking to split, dude
Wake up, it's the first of the month
I'm putting make up on these pretty-thing cunts
I'm obsessed with my victims; I love them a bunch
My mind is fucked up and my soul is corrupt
Thank God for the devil, bitch, and thank God for death, yeah
'Cause I got the itis in me inside this heart in my chest

I got the itis in me; they lift the veil from my eyes and now I finally see