Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song They Know , by - DJ Clay. Song from the album Let Em Bleed the Mix Tape Vol 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.03.2015
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
They Know |
| On my knees havin' feelings of pain |
| On the ceiling blood sprayed mist |
| I’m needin some fuckin desperate healing |
| I close my eyes to see my whole life pass by |
| Im hurt up on the inside and ain’t even gotta ask why |
| It’s like I’m caught up in the pressure, feelin empty |
| Waking up drenched in sweat, soakin wet |
| Ain’t got nobody with me |
| I’m all alone and fightin battles with my inner demons |
| Closet filled with bones so many secrets and they’re talkin to me |
| Did they see me do it? |
| dump the body in the river |
| Open up their stomach, drink the blood, and then I eat the liver |
| Was there a witness to my sickness? |
| I swear paranoia got me goin crazy, should I confess? |
| All this murder piling up, stackin at my feet |
| Got me in them cold sweats I’m drowning in a Krimson Kreek |
| Now I’m nervous, feelin empty scitzrophranic |
| All this passion, skull bashin, got me manic in a fuckin panic |
| I feel their eyes on me |
| Somethin watches my every move |
| If they see what I see, they’d know exactly what I do |
| Try and amend yet another crime on my mind |
| Walk amongst society and try to leave this all behind |
| But every step I take I feel the pressure growin |
| People starin at me, shit, all these motherfuckers knowin what I do |
| By the moonlight while creepin in the dark |
| Do they know about the jogger in the bushes by the park? |
| Do they know about the lady in the woods by the highway? |
| Will I rot in prison cause I gotta do it my way? |
| I shoulda listened to em cause it all made sense |
| Burn the bodies, burn my clothes, and burn up all the evidence |
| But now I’m stressin with a mind full of questions |
| Scitzrophrania, depression, gotta find a new profession |
| Feelin weak with all this growin' thin and this agony I’m livin in |
| A killer from the crops only knowin bout a life of sin |
| This shit was easy when I didn’t make the choices |
| Killin ain’t the same when you’re ignoring all the voices |
| All these voices in my head, are they the voices from the dead? |
| I hear them comin down the halls underneath my fuckin bed |
| Is it their spirits or their bodies that I tried to hide? |
| They come to tell me that they gon be waitin on the other side |
| Or is it demons? |
| yeah its demons knockin at my soul |
| I might be better off if I let em take control |