Chapter 9: Scrap Video (MV)

I got a mangled memory for pain
Jesus, like me
My brain, lock it up like a head case
Laid out with a shimmy shake, shit weighing me down
Half in the bag, I'm ready so let's go then
Making threats that leads to nothing til it means the same
I murder me
Stay down, make you wonder what these leeches mean
When they sucking at my face
Meet me outside
Meet me outside for that tune that sweet chin blood taste
That murder music, that murder music
Meet me outside
Meet me outside for that tune that sweet chin blood taste
That murder music, that murder music
Back and forth with it
Back and forth with it
Dementors kiss or full pin
Back and forth with it, back and forth with it
Dementors kiss or full pin
Back and forth it, bruised up but now I'm pissed
Fat lip busted cold and rustic
I'm Rust Chole in Azkaban, ask him, man I'm asking
Are you hearing any of that tune
Are you hearing any of that sweet chin blood taste
That murder music
I barely use it, that murder music I barely use it
That murder music, sound like nothing it's a scam. I barely use it
That murder music, sound like nothing it's a scam. I barely use it
That murder music, sound like nothing it's a scam. I barely use it
That murder music, sound like nothing it's a scam. I barely use it
That murder music, back and forth with it