Don't Look In My Basement

I play harmonica and I'm high on meth My friends are concerned that I'll beat her to death Just a fan who wanted to be a friend The lord will forgive me once I'm born again Don't look in my basement Don't look in my basement May your wishes all come true But shut your fucking mouth if you know what's good for you Forever young you'll wish to stay While I rip your innocence away Don't look in my basement Don't look in my basement Don't look in my basement Don't look in my basement Don't look in my basement Don't look in my basement