It only hurts if you let it in
Feeding the muscle under the skin
Spread out the pieces, the look on your face
Scatter the ashes all over the place
In my heart, you're an infection. In my eyes, you are divine
Strange machinations involving my ultimate demise
On the block, inch by inch, all over you
Skinned up soul, foul religion, imprisoned in your womb
I'll take the wheel, pull off the road
Teach you a lesson before we get home
Which one of us is the lunatic?
It only hurts if you let it in
I only shoot when you drive by
Bullets fly, fill the sky, oh my, oh my
Death spasm, you ain't innocent
You made your bed, now lie in it
Guilty pleasure, pestilence
You broke the leash and jumped the fence
You know you'll never get away