Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everyday I Die, artist - Insane Clown Posse. Album song Hell's Pit, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.08.2004
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Everyday I Die |
I tried to visit Shaggy, I stepped up off of my porch |
And it was dark as fuck I couldn’t see, not even with a torch |
I hear the streets talkin', and they aware of my moves |
They whisperin' and swingin' from the trees, above I hear the loons |
I try to jog a little, crow eyes glow like cats |
Demonic zombies runnin' up on me, I slap 'em with the bat |
But my eyes keep bleedin' from the rays of the darkness |
They powerful and burn you somethin' heartless (uh!) |
I hear a giant thumpin', some kind of ogre or somethin' |
I see the phantom screamin' as this giant behemoth is comin' |
And it swung at me, I felt a rip my head went spinnin' |
And flippin' and rollin' and finally landed in position |
I could see my body still standin', headless as fuck |
It finally fell but what the hell, still got my nugget but I’m stuck |
I can’t move fuck I’m only a face, why even try? |
On top of that, it’s a centipede crawlin' in my eye |
I wanna die… |
Everyday I die |
Back to the start, another try |
I got the time so why should’t I? |
I got too much time on my hands |
I tried to visit J, I walked out into the cold |
I see they don’t collect they dead, they all up over the road |
And some are fully rotted, and some they must’ve just spotted |
I seen a headless body that resembles J’s, but I doubt it |
I seen a centaur, I threw a pitch fork at it above |
I watch it fall into a bloody patch of bodies and blood |
I’m fuckin' 'bout to hurl, I close my eyes and walk on |
As giant crows swoopin' at me, got me carry me on |
I cut it’s claws with the hatchet that I keep in my hand |
Even in Hell, you best believe I keep the hatchet in my hand |
And as I’m fallin' now, I see the Witch is ridin' my chest |
With its claws on my neck, screamin' I should’ve confessed |
I slammed down into an iron gate, a demon statue near me |
Four points stickin' out my chest, I’m hangin' there dearly |
And the hungry goblins, they got a fire beneath me |
They’re cookin' my legs, to make myself eat me |
I wanna die… |
Everyday I die |
Back to the start, another try |
I got the time so why should’t I? |
I got too much time on my hands |
I got too much time on my hands |
I got too much time on my hands |
I got too much time on my hands |
I got too much time on my hands |
Everyday I die |
Back to the start, another try |
I got the time so why should’t I? |