Jak Tripper - Cattle Grid lyrics

[Intro] Cattle Grid Cattle Grid Happy Halloween Everybody OD' yet or you're alright??... [Verse 1] I spent houra searching for my love I love her so much i k**ed and keep her Under my bed, wrapped in a shower curtain I live next door, and mow the lawn and wave At your kids, stay with a grin, with two different Faces i hid, i work in the basements and butcher Aprons and bibs, playing with wigs of decapitated heads In front of the mirror, making them fit, masturbating to it You got some f**ing nerve saying i'm sick The first one is carved in my mind, harmless and kind She was an artist, came back to my apartment for wine Face to face strangulation, i could see her beating heart in her eyes I threw up when she started to cry, i live with a carca** like Look at my doll collection mom, pardon the flies A charmer, target to shy, peace to bad karma and die ?bolic, smoke middle herb, pipes a hobbit Kick white from Holland,Look at Jak, he won't get signed The guys lop side on some odd sh**, but the robots don't like demonic [Hook] Cattle grid, Cattle Grid, Yo! [Verse 2] Gothic romances means, with forty five brunettes under the belt New [?]ity and fresh trimmed; Sa(?)ent is vested next to a dead witch, skinned lacks melons arms crossed, legs spread open and headless; Everyone grabbed a head on a stick, lets build a shrine I k**ed kids with Wayne Williams asphyxiated st[?]a Colleges missing five; Pa**enger missing fit for dimes Picked up nine; dumped and picked up fine We visited different sites; sticks and leaves lifted dig up hides In the course forbidden, he thought moving the ear wigs aside He did swatting flies; In a van sipping codeine, smoking crypt Sniffing white, bundles of black sherm, k**ed the youth from TV Ra[?] Got all the trackers, clips a [?]ots; Hit the commune soaking in spice And muscle relaxers Huh? [Verse 3; closing] Your'e all scared christians in a church Burning in witching hours, hit the sour and i'm out