Hysteria

Visions of a murder scene Dead people are in my dreams Corpses line the walls Going back as far As the eye can see Fucking with that triple six Yeah you know that evil shit First I'll smoke a blunt And then I'll nail you To a crucifix Got some bodies In the trunk Hear them shake as The bass thumps Victims of a deadly stang I'll dump them like some Fucking junk Out my mind All of time It's got me peeking Through the blinds I'm paranoid I can't decide If you should live or You should die Land of hysteria Where it's dark and scary ya In this house of horrors You will find something Nefarious Instruments of torture Push blades Into vital areas Screaming as you Gasp for air But I don't really Give a f*ck Land of hysteria Where it's dark and scary ya In this house of horrors You will find something Nefarious Instruments of torture Push blades Into vital areas Screaming as you Gasp for air But I don't really Give a f*ck I don't really Give a f*ck I don't really Give a f*ck I don't really Give a f*ck I don't really Give a f*ck Screaming as you Gasp for air But no one is Around to care This torturer has Come prepared With all the tools To cause despair His victims bodies Fill his lair You cry for help A fatal error He coming now From up the stairs With a hacksaw Your in his snare Land of hysteria Where it's dark and scary ya In this house of horrors You will find something Nefarious Instruments of torture Push blades Into vital areas Screaming as you Gasp for air But I don't really Give a f*ck Land of hysteria Where it's dark and scary ya In this house of horrors You will find something Nefarious Instruments of torture Push blades Into vital areas Screaming as you Gasp for air But I don't really Give a f*ck