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[Woman singing x4]
I'm feeling down, touch me

What kind of God is this?
Gave me the hottest bitch
Then took the life from her chest and left a pile of shit
Sloppy with a fork, so Chris gotta feed her
Too numb to cum, sometimes she piss while I eat her
I tell her, keep her head up
Even though I gotta hold it up for her
and she seizure when she try and get up
I know I'm perking her
But can't stop what's hurting her
No sleep with her screaming all night, I'm thinking of murking
her
Her parents paid for the coffin and left state
After signing the contract, do not resuscitate
Yellin' for mommy
I dip in the morphine to calm me
I'm known in town as the creep that's into zombies

[Chorus: woman singing x2]
I can't get that sound you make out of my head
I can't even figure out what's making it

Stare in her eyes to look past horror
Morphine tolerated, I'm out coppin' horse tranq for her
Like I won't have to go through hell again
Her skin is like saran wrap, barely hangin' from her skeleton
With each one of her ribs defined
My crib's designed

To keep the light out cause she can't lift the blinds
Drifting behind, I'll be outta friends soon
Nobody visits the guy that keeps the body in his bedroom
She's barely alive and taking life from me
With no appetite but the meningitis is still hungry
Wants to make love
But I had to substitute it with holding hands while we take
drugs

[Chorus]

She's cold as a corpse
And still holding The Source
Up in the air like: 'One day the cover is yours'
Took the IV out her wrist
Tried to give me a kiss
Before I tasted her lips, she dislocated her hips
Started shaking
Couldn't feed her no medication
To scared to beat on her chest in fear It'd cave in
Death waved again and each time leaves her
In a coma, for a week, to wake up to more seizures
But this time ain't like the rest
I can see right through her chest
And see her heart ain't got no f**kin beats left
Then a voluptuous ghost falls from a host
Looking like she did in High School then fades when I get close

[Chorus]

[Woman singing x4]
I'm feeling down, touch me
[Woman singing x4]   I'm feeling down, touch me      What kind of God is this?   Gave me the hottest bitch   Then took the life from her chest and left a pile of shit   Sloppy with a fork, so Chris gotta feed her   Too numb to cum, sometimes she piss while I eat her   I tell her, keep her head up   Even though I gotta hold it up for her   and she seizure when she try and get up   I know I'm perking her   But can't stop what's hurting her   No sleep with her screaming all night, I'm thinking of murking   her   Her parents paid for the coffin and left state   After signing the contract, do not resuscitate   Yellin' for mommy   I dip in the morphine to calm me   I'm known in town as the creep that's into zombies      [Chorus: woman singing x2]   I can't get that sound you make out of my head   I can't even figure out what's making it      Stare in her eyes to look past horror   Morphine tolerated, I'm out coppin' horse tranq for her   Like I won't have to go through hell again   Her skin is like saran wrap, barely hangin' from her skeleton   With each one of her ribs defined   My crib's designed      To keep the light out cause she can't lift the blinds   Drifting behind, I'll be outta friends soon   Nobody visits the guy that keeps the body in his bedroom   She's barely alive and taking life from me   With no appetite but the meningitis is still hungry   Wants to make love   But I had to substitute it with holding hands while we take   drugs      [Chorus]      She's cold as a corpse   And still holding The Source   Up in the air like: 'One day the cover is yours'   Took the IV out her wrist   Tried to give me a kiss   Before I tasted her lips, she dislocated her hips   Started shaking   Couldn't feed her no medication   To scared to beat on her chest in fear It'd cave in   Death waved again and each time leaves her   In a coma, for a week, to wake up to more seizures   But this time ain't like the rest   I can see right through her chest   And see her heart ain't got no f**kin beats left   Then a voluptuous ghost falls from a host   Looking like she did in High School then fades when I get close      [Chorus]      [Woman singing x4]   I'm feeling down, touch me
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