Hell's Winter

[Cage]

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 wont 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 grass it covered the crowd with mud

Mom slipped my bare-ass 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 of the wall, then it rise from

The picture that it painted like suicide with a shotgun

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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 mass 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

[Cage]

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 glass, highly unstable

I left that label unable to keep my master's

No whip, broke as shit, 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 glass of Vodka

Come to terms, I'm just like my bastard 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 Youth

Just dropped Agent Orange and aint got no dough to fix this tooth

I'm thinkin' out loud "I hate life" like that matters

Lettin' shit out that happened to fit into wack pattern

[Chorus]

[Cage]

I'm tryin' to pick up the pieces

But each motherfucker that fucked my Mother over would leave me to be this

Drug addicted menace, aint shit 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

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