Cage - Hell's Winter lyrics

Somethin' in the way not for Dr. Zummer Hot the tumor in the lugee and left it in Montezuma Swam back to the US after Russian roulette No deal on the table give me a label to suplex Came to fill them with pain, take a print of my brain Flash it on the screen you won't leave the Cinema sane Had a followin' fondlin' that wouldn't let go 'Till I spiked the easy football into the Def Jux end zone And when it hit the gra** it covered the crowd with mud Mom slipped my bare-a** out, I covered the ground with blood Then she wiped it on my face like war paint Then slapped me, I cry, might die with a hardcore brain Cracked the doors frame when I open the world around it Exhale the hinges in the air where denounces My frontal-lobe bounces off the wall, then it rise from The picture that it painted like suicide with a shotgun [Chorus:] I'm tryin' to pick up the pieces Keep cuttin' my hands When I put it back together, it's feces In a permanent Hell I find tranquility teaches We had to design perfect ma** for our new Preacher We're going too far, nobody could reach us I'm startin' to drown and I'm covered with leeches Until my last breath they'll be screamin' from the bleachers Then I'll be dead like all my teachers Despite all my rage, I'm a rat in a cage for skies Communicate your love injecting bleach in my eyes The dubiously demented dented to dependant cradles Slipped through a grasp on the broken gla**, highly unstable I left that label unable to keep my master's No whip, broke as sh**, chick left me a week after Over-dosage of mushrooms, no ugly obstacles Hid the hamster boy record scene dance at the hospital In the club I don't dance, I stand with a gla** of Vodka Come to terms, I'm just like my ba*tard Father Left my Mother with a kid that flipped her lid When I started to look like him, she threw me out the crib And I was only two, my Grandmother was a Hitler Jew Just dropped Agent Orange and ain't got no dough to fix this tooth I'm thinkin' out loud "I hate life" like that matters Lettin' sh** out that happened to fit into wack pattern [Chorus] I'm tryin' to pick up the pieces But each motherf**er that f**ed my Mother over would leave me to be this Drug addicted menace, ain't sh** to do in this place No longer flinchin' from Step-dad's punches to the face Blind to the drug, calm to the tub Filled to the top with warm water to sink in Two arms full of blood Not even thirteen, lookin' to exit, left for mess Could care less about life, just keep my pool as fresh Until the worms eat my flesh I guess they better burn me These are the thoughts of a child I keep 'till thirty I lack patience 'till I was packed with patients In the mental facility forced on all the wrong medications Prozac genie pig, I don't feel bipolar But got a folder that claims I am in a stack that reaches my shoulder Music, my only savior in every instance Makes each one of you a prophet to my existence [Chorus]