The House

Measure hastin' I'm pacing I'm burning Stones by the rock Then see me stickin' My penis Inside your daughter's On spot Then when I'm sneaking I'm picking Your mother's feet Till she rot I'm fucking bending her over I f*ck her cold While she drop But what If someone walks in and sees? What will happen to me? I promise that will won't lie But maybe I'll have to plead I Might as well just hang myself up That way I won't get caught Well at least not in this way But that's just my thought As I walk in the kitchen The bloodied hand's off incision I pull my zipper way down But between the parks of my vision The air is getting so eerie It's not like I am the fearing So take my arms out the socket Then twist my hands like sprocket I'm getting out of the place Where the likes of my name just stays And I'm building higher than high While the sky just sits and remains And it's like the walls are just closing I'm falling harder I'm dozing My lungs just slowly collapse And I'm feeling fast so I nap and just like I'm Please tell me, please tell me why Please tell me, please tell me why Please tell me, please tell me why Please tell me, please tell me why..