Marilyn Manson - Mind of a Lunatic lyrics

Paranoid, sitting in a deep sweat Thinking I gotta f** somebody before the week ends The sight of blood excites me, shoot you in the head Sit down, and watch you bleed to d**h I hear the sound of your last breath Shouldn't have been around, I went all the way left You was in the right place with me at the wrong time I'm a psychopath, in a minute lose my f**ing mind Calm down, back to reality Don't fear d**h, cause I know that it's promised to me Flashes, I get flashes of Jason Gimme a knife, a million lives I've wasted The shadow of d**h follows me, I don't give a f** (In a mind of a lunatic) p**y play Superman, your a**'ll get boxed up Put him in a straight jacket, the man's sick This is what goes on in the mind of a lunatic Lookin through her window, now my body is warm She's naked, and I'm a peepin tom Her body's beautiful, so I'm thinking rape Shouldn't have had her curtains open, so that's her fate Leaving out her house, grabbed the b**h by her mouth Drug her back in, slammed her down on the couch Whipped out my knife, said, "If you scream, I cut you" Opened her legs and commenced the f**ing She begged me not to k** her so I gave her a rose Then slit her throat and watched her shake till her eyes closed (In a mind of a lunatic) Had s** with the corpse before I left her And drew my name on the wall like helter skelter Run for shelter never crossed my mind I had a gauge, a grenade, and even a nine Dial 911 for the b**h But the cops ain't sh** When they're f**ing with a mind of a lunatic I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles Dreaming of the people I've dismantled I close my eyes and in the circle Appears the images of sons of b**hes that I murdered Flashbacks of bodies being f**ed up Once I attack, I'm like a pit on a rage that's going nuts Boys used to die when I'm full fo that fry I be ebbin when I'm high So I say 'f**' and just let bullets fly (In a mind of a lunatic) Like I said before, Scarface is my identity A homicidal maniac with sucidal tendencies I'm on the violent tip, so yo get a grip And b**h, better come equipped, ain't taking no sh** Cause here comes a mind of a lunatic My girl's getting skinny, she's strung out on coke So I went to her mother's house and cut out her throat Her grandma was standing there, she was screaming out As she reached for the telly, I put the blade on granny's a** Went to the back and grabbed a shovel Now granny's on her way to meet the devil Pulled out my 38 and aimed at the b**h A cop says Freeze, mutherf**er ! b**h, s** my dick (Mind of a lunatic) I said, "Die muthaf**er !" as I blasted Something clicked in my head, visions of bodies in plastic The scent of buckshots in human flesh Pigs dying from bullet wounds to the chest No sheriff's gonna take me on a road Dark as f**, and let his pistols explode f** that, cause I ain'ts to die So I reloaded my Uzi and fired up another fry It got me crazy as f** A ragin psychotic full of that Angel's Dust The cops had the place surrounded Hunted for a way to get out - and I found it Innocent bystanders watch me set an example I popped one, "Let me go, goddammit Scot free Or all of these mutherf**ers coming with me" (In A Mind of a lunatic) All of a sudden the sh** got silent I remember waking up, in an asylum Being treated like a troubled kid My shirt was all bloody, and both of my wrists was slit Think this is harsh? This ain't as harsh as it gets No telling what's being thought up in the mind of a lunatic Janurary 5th 1969 A damn fool was born with the mind of a lunatic I shoulda been k**ed But sister f**ed around and let me live Now I developed a criminal behaviour f** with me, and I'll slay your a** Beyond recognition, sh** Your dental records couldn't prove your identity, b**h I beg your pardon, on talking to borden You'll never find a mutherf**er, so save your milk cartons (In A Mind of a lunatic) Cross the line, your a** is mine I don't give a f** if you're 9 or 99 Blind, crippled, and crazy, don't faze me Your funky a** will be pushing up daisies You wanna know what makes me click? My psychiatrist said I got the mind of a lunatic I ain't got it all, so don't f** with me Unless your a** wanna be made history I'll blow your mutherf**ing house up And if your wife and kids are inside, they're f**ed I don't give a damn who I slay Don't let me get a hold of some E&J Cause when the sh** hit the fan I'll stab your a** quicker than a Mexican The nightmares I leave you with on the scene (In A Mind of a lunatic) Will make Freddy b**h a** look like a wet dream This is fact, not fictional, son of a b**h I got the mind of a lunatic