Story Behind the Song
Me getting back at all the people who teased me and pushed me down. The ultimate "revenge" song. Geek finally gets back at those who wronged him.
Oh, poor Brainclaw!
Lyrics
Yeah, you don't fit in, but you let me in. You smell so clean, you got no sin. I corrupt your mind, blindside your faith, pretty little lace stained with my "time." Let me slide my God out of its shoulder holster, flip the safety and love you, love you love you! I smell your skin, I see your heat, I strip your faith, I taste your fear. I want a gun that sucks you up, I want a gun! Yeah, you don't know why. You hate, you cry. Blood rhymes with flood in pools around your feet. Perfume don't smell 'till it's on your skin. Sweat dries, bodies cool, thermal image turn green, blue, black, gone. Let me slap a fresh magazine into my faith, and blow great, big, beautiful holes in your soul! You bow to him, you need your sin. I can free you. Need me to need you! I want a gun that sucks you up, I want a gun!
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