Yeah

Who!

This is cold.

My fingers are losing feeling,

there tapping so hard.

Let's get it.

You know the people who be

flying all around you

Giving praise, and congratulations

Till you hit some turbulence

And crash upon the sidewalk

Asking for the some help

But the vultures only nipping at your back

and The second you come back

on another wave

Surf in through another state of mind

They act like they were just standing behind

The whole time

Like a fellow solider, stand straight,

turn your head

Follow these orders and you'll keep it

Now go back to bed

In the wintertime,

I'm like Santa in the night

Creeping into people houses

Staring with my two eyes

Puttin people in my white sack

It ain't red, yet

The limbs start to ooze

and the color starts to ripen

I'm like the boogeyman,

rolling some dice

But there loaded

just to end your life

A gun, I do it for fun

Others kill for sport, or for food,

or for money, But I think it's funny

Laughing at the masses

The masses laughing back

Like I'm a comedian, and not a criminal

Just because I look dumb

doesn't mean I'm not dangerous, you punk

That's the worst way of thinking,

mental illness ain't a joke

Some of the worst sickos

look more normal than the normal person

With a straight cut lawn and an SUV

The family man, never thought he could be a freak

So did little Susan before she was nabbed up

Dabbed up, and all her organs snatched up

Her husk, found later in the stomach of an alligator

Entire operation of this psycho killer,

found out

Cause turns out,

a lot more people have been ingested

And no one has been arrested

Cause his alibis unbreakable

Swears he's been up all night

playing table pool

All his homies back him up

What fools

Cause I'm cold!

Everything but my will has run cold

Blood stopped moving and my life's on hold

Sounds all around,

can't remove my blindfold,

my fingers lost feeling

Because I'm cold!

Everything but my will has run cold

Blood stopped moving and my life's on hold

Sounds all around,

can't remove my blindfold, I have no feeling cause I'm a cold

Blooded killer

The opposite side of the spectrum,

like a thriller

High pitched Shrills

from the underground cellar

Reminds me of the joy of my work

as a killer

Pop another painkiller for my headache

I was feeling nothing inside until her

Now it's the pain I embrace that fulfills

Open up the freezer with a breeze of chills

Never thought that I could turn this heartless

But it's took late to turn regardless

No more screams now the victim is armless

Sanitize the floors, it must be spotless

Because I'd I get caught, I'll be sent down to tatartus

Cause I'm cold!

Everything but my will has run cold

Blood stopped moving and my life's on hold

Sounds all around,

can't remove my blindfold,

my fingers lost feeling

Because I'm cold!

Everything but my will has run cold

Blood stopped moving and my life's on hold

Sounds all around,

can't remove my blindfold,

I have no feeling cause I'm a cold