ICP - 12 LYRICS

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Now awoken been reborn, though I have just until dawn

I remember every face, spirits show me every place

First one sleeps inside his bed, place my fingers on his head

To each temple push and smother , till my fingers touch each other

Next one makes love to his wife, only wish to take his life

For his family's done no wrong, place his children on the lawn

Tell the mrs. leave the room, lest she wish to witness doom

Grab the squirmy filthy goat and shove the dresser down his throat

I must quickly use my gift, next to work the midnight shift

Drinking coffee in the back, I will listen to them chat

Hear them speaking of my death, hear the laughter in their breath

But the laughter quickly dies as their heads collide



Yer gonna die, yer gonna die



Now my anger's growing worse, next one's working as a nurse

Time to make a doctors call, drag my body down the hall

Grab a scalple and a blade, time to play the nurses aid

Operate and strap her down, carve her face into a clown

Killed another then three more, now we're down to only four

Next one drives a taxi cab, another wicked life to grab

Screaming that he thought I died, let's go for a taxi ride

In the wreck of twisted steal, the steering wheel becomes his meal

This man watches his t.v., scanning channels endlessly

Stops at station 44, it's the Wicket Klown show

Watch me juggle watch me dance, in 3-D watch me enhance

Watch me crawl out from your screen and squeeze your neck until you're green

Even though there's just one left, I feel my bones becoming stiff

Now I wonder endlessly, the spirits have abandoned me

My limbs are falling piece by piece, my ears and fingers in the streets

But still you'd see no morning sun and here's my victim's early run

Quickly grab him from behind, round his next with fishing twine

Keep him stilland pull the string watch his head go bobbling

Listn to my riddle song, even though my crime was wrong

Murder me just for yourlaw and I'll be back for all of yall!