Tell me your deepest fear
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Tell me your deepest fear
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Losin' my inhibitions
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Callin' my intuitions
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Somethin's goin' on if I'm feelin'
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I'm superstitious,I'm vicious
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I'm tryin' decide the paradox
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When my thoughts get twisted
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Like some dreadlocks
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I never ever wondered 'bout the voodoo
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I sing the voodoo,
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And now my deepest fears is comin' true
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I never loved you but I hate you, how,
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How could I love you ,how,
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Because I hate you now
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So wonder,I take you under
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With the wickedness
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I'll make a preacher slit his fuckin' wrist
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No comin' near me when I'm thinkin' is,
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Cuz when I'm thinkin' is,
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I'm thinkin' suicidalist,uh
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So back up off me,bust a brain cell
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I bust a brain cell
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I fall asleep and dream about hell
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Some wonder why I'm even callin' ya'll
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The sky is fallin' ya'll
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But after all it's my deepest fear
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Morty,no where to run to,
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No where to hide
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Morty,how you gonna hide
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From the fears inside?
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Chemical dependancies,
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Suicidal tendencies
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Brain on meltdown,street labotomy
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Claustrophobia,locked in a pine box
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Now I lay me down to sleep,6 feet deep
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Closed casket,just another basket case
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Not a maniquin,or the madman,
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So you panicin'
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Run from me,everybody scared so
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You callin' out
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Buck shot shot gun blast
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Now ya fallin' out
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Everybody hide from the deepest fears inside
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Watch me and my man Morty
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Take you on a murder ride
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Suicide,symptoms of insanity
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I'm breakin' out probably wanna crack-a
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But I'm never ever crackin' out
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Call me Dr. Frankenstein
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Dead body stinkin',I'm gonna get wit cha',
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When I hit cha',I'm a slit cha'
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Nobody can hold me I'm as safe as clear
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Buried alive in the pine box
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Is my deepest fear...
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Morty's coming...
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It's ever so clear,my deepest fear
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Is to hear the screams
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The sounds of a madman
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Embottled in Morty's theme
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My dream and nightmares come true,simply voodoo
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Halucinate and visions of killin' you
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The thought of even thinkin' that
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I think I need a drink
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In fact I think I need some therapy
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Cuz ain't nobody helpin' me'
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Since I got no excuses for
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Mental abuses I'm losin' faith
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My only fear is to love instead of hate you
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Born and bred,born dead
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My mind bled everytime the holy Bible was read
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Instead I lost conciousness and wound up with wicked ways
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Thinkin' 'bout voodoo dolls
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Runnin' wild my last days
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Spent with Morty,my shorty
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No ventriliquist
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Esham, the unholy
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Straight suicidalist
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The Fear
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Esham |