INTRO:
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One 8 matic...
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Verse:
One cold- One cold- One cold- One cold winter of many tales
Trails of blood left in frozen snow
A family slaughtered by a loved one, forgive scarecrow
I turned against God and everything that I cared for most
Police arrived, candle light, butcher knives, bloody bedposts
Found staked on the floor soaked in evidence of the root of violence
Only a teen, sent to spend my final life in an insane asylum
So a few years havе passed—I'm an adult, I feel better now
But no mattеr, I tell them that I know they'll never let me out
I rot in this dread, my only world's the one in my head
I hate psychotherapists, I walk amongst walking dead
Everyday, yes, every single day, peepin' ways to escape
I gotta find a way out this place, it's a must, got to find a way
I'm pullin' hair up out my freakin' head, yo
They tranquilize a n***a put his ass in a choke
I wanna go psycho and kill these muthafuckin' folks
But in a padded room I know I'll never get up out this hole
I'm pacin' back and forth across this room, I gotta think of somethin', man I got to make a move
The day I killed my fuckin' family, in a week or two, I got to get up back out there, I wanna do it again fool...
I ROT IN THIS DREAD, my only world's the one in my head
I hate psychotherapists, I walk amongst walking dead
I- I ROT IN THIS DREAD, my only world's the one in my head
I hate psychotherapists, I walk amongst walk-

I- I- I ROT IN THIS DREAD
I- I- I ROT IN THIS DREAD (ROT IN THIS DREAD)
I ROT IN THIS DREAD my only world's the one in my head

I ROT IN THIS DREAD
I- I- I ROT IN THIS DREAD (ROT IN THIS DREAD)
I ROT IN THIS DREAD my only world's the one in my head...
I hate psychotherapists, I walk amongst walking dead
Everyday, yes, every single day, I walk amongst walking dead

Every- yes, every- every- every- every- every-
Yes, every- every- every- every- every...

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