Sigleif - Pinnochio's Diary текст песни

Текст песни Pinnochio's Diary - Sigleif




Ah-ha-hem
Day one, what the fuck did I do last night
Lookin' 'round like i'm caught in headlights
Everything around me's way too bright
Ain't got a fuckin' clue not a soul in sight
Headin' back home for tea tonight
Why I ain't hungry? Somethin' ain't right
Been sleepin' in the field or something like
But the sun's going down, fuck winter, Christ
One patch of dirt where the soil looks light
And the marks on my hands indicate a fight
Not worried 'bout that, where the fuck am I
Where's the way back? Finna cause a fright
Cut through the houses and they spot me, shite
Peep through the window, what befalls my eyes
Family with one woman, recognise
What she did, where I am, I remember why
Jump up-up it, strung up puppet, I'ma real mup-muppet
Fillin' up the boards with the hub-hub-hubbas
Resuscitatin' with the jump up-uppers
Missed this one and i'll be comin' up huntin'
In your alleyway muppet, balls taped back and i'll be
Tuck-tuck tuckin', tuck-tuck-tuck in to your flesh i'm coming
In the drag to drag you out the back and dumpin'
Your body into the fuckin' alleyway muppet
Climbin' up the walls, 'cause i'm the damn-damn puppet
With the gluttonous gut, and I'll be comin' to cut
The tape around the murder scene, for my stomach
Best be ready to run out the door when you see
Pinnochio lyin' to the pigs you didn't see me
Hear no evil, speak no evil, I will make you squeal
Scars fade but my image never will
Day two, I be gettin' these urges just to hit a
Resurgence start playin' the surgeon, nah
Fuck it, already got the maximum charge
From the coppers for the goddamned last
Time I got that strange little spark in my head
I just laugh at the thought of the car
With the claw nail marks, bloodied windows
In the park like a carnage garage
Come on Siggy, shake the thoughts out the head
And wake up in the bed, this ain't real again
Wishin' it's the med terror visions instead
Cause I hate the consequences makin' the dead
Just collecting the debt, for the lack of a friend
And abuse that I get, through school I'ma vet
Through college and my job, fingers 'round your neck
And I'm startin' to remember it feels so good again
Jump up-up it, strung up puppet, I'ma real mup-muppet
Fillin' up the boards with the hub-hub-hubbas
Resuscitatin' with the jump up-uppers
Missed this one and i'll be comin' up huntin'
In your alleyway muppet, balls taped back and i'll be
Tuck-tuck tuckin', tuck-tuck-tuck in to your flesh i'm coming
In the drag to drag you out the back and dumping
Your body into the fuckin' alleyway muppet
Climbin' up the walls, 'cause i'm the damn-damn puppet
With the gluttonous gut, and I'll be comin' to cut
The tape around the murder scene, for my stomach
Best be ready to run out the door when you see
Pinnochio lyin' to the pigs you didn't see me
Hear no evil, speak no evil, I will make you squeal
Scars fade but my image never will
Day three, finally back home
Where the fuck did I tuck that food? Stairs
In my cubby hole there, got it padded upstairs
To prevent the air gettin' in
Mmm, smells so rich, what a tasty fix
Unwrappin' the ziplock bags are a bitch
Always gettin' stuck, overpacked the shit
With the hand of the snitch that I jammed in here
Can't wait anymore, I just tuck right in
Teeth pierce the skin, can't hear the screaming
Shame, I just wanna feel real on the inside
Doesn't hit the sides, I could take another slice
Autistic kid wants to feel like a real boy
That's the headline ploy
I'm a dead man now, may as well enjoy...
Grab another bag, I'ma ravenous toy, yeah
Jump up-up it, strung up puppet, I'ma real mup-muppet
Fillin' up the boards with the hub-hub-hubbas
Resuscitatin' with the jump up-uppers
Missed this one and i'll be comin' up hunting
In your alleyway muppet, balls taped back and i'll be
Tuck-tuck tuckin', tuck-tuck-tuck in to your flesh i'm coming
In the drag to drag you out the back and dumping
Your body into the fuckin' alleyway muppet
Climbin' up the walls, 'cause i'm the damn-damn puppet
With the gluttonous gut, and I'll be comin' to cut
The tape around the murder scene, for my stomach
Best be ready to run out the door when you see
Pinnochio lyin' to the pigs you didn't see me
Hear no evil, speak no evil, I will make you squeal
Scars fade but my image never will



Авторы: Craig Ellis



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