Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mind Of A Lunatic, artist - Marilyn Manson. Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Mind Of A Lunatic |
| Paranoid, sitting in a deep sweat |
| Thinking I gotta fuck somebody before the week ends |
| The sight of blood excites me, shoot you in the head |
| Sit down, and watch you bleed to death |
| I hear the sound of your last breath |
| Shouldn’t have been around, I went all the way left |
| You was in the right place with me at the wrong time |
| I’m a psychopath, in a minute lose my fucking mind |
| Calm down, back to reality |
| Don’t fear death, cause I know that it’s promised to me |
| Flashes, I get flashes of Jason |
| Gimme a knife, a million lives I’ve wasted |
| The shadow of death follows me, I don’t give a fuck |
| (In a mind of a lunatic) |
| Pussy play Superman, your ass’ll get boxed up |
| Put him in a straight jacket, the man’s sick |
| This is what goes on in the mind of a lunatic |
| Lookin through her window, now my body is warm |
| She’s naked, and I’m a peepin tom |
| Her body’s beautiful, so I’m thinking rape |
| Shouldn’t have had her curtains open, so that’s her fate |
| Leaving out her house, grabbed the bitch by her mouth |
| Drug her back in, slammed her down on the couch |
| Whipped out my knife, said, «If you scream, I cut you» |
| Opened her legs and commenced the fucking |
| She begged me not to kill her so I gave her a rose |
| Then slit her throat and watched her shake till her eyes closed |
| (In a mind of a lunatic) |
| Had sex with the corpse before I left her |
| And drew my name on the wall like helter skelter |
| Run for shelter never crossed my mind |
| I had a gauge, a grenade, and even a nine |
| Dial 911 for the bitch |
| But the cops ain’t shit |
| When they’re fucking with a mind of a lunatic |
| I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles |
| Dreaming of the people I’ve dismantled |
| I close my eyes and in the circle |
| Appears the images of sons of bitches that I murdered |
| Flashbacks of bodies being fucked up |
| Once I attack, I’m like a pit on a rage that’s going nuts |
| Boys used to die when I’m full fo that fry |
| I be ebbin when I’m high |
| So I say 'fuck' and just let bullets fly |
| (In a mind of a lunatic) |
| Like I said before, Scarface is my identity |
| A homicidal maniac with sucidal tendencies |
| I’m on the violent tip, so yo get a grip |
| And bitch, better come equipped, ain’t taking no shit |
| Cause here comes a mind of a lunatic |
| My girl’s getting skinny, she’s strung out on coke |
| So I went to her mother’s house and cut out her throat |
| Her grandma was standing there, she was screaming out |
| As she reached for the telly, I put the blade on granny’s ass |
| Went to the back and grabbed a shovel |
| Now granny’s on her way to meet the devil |
| Pulled out my 38 and aimed at the bitch |
| A cop says Freeze, mutherfucker ! |
| Bitch, suck my dick |
| (Mind of a lunatic) |
| I said, «Die muthafucker !» |
| as I blasted |
| Something clicked in my head, visions of bodies in plastic |
| The scent of buckshots in human flesh |
| Pigs dying from bullet wounds to the chest |
| No sheriff’s gonna take me on a road |
| Dark as fuck, and let his pistols explode |
| Fuck that, cause I ain’ts to die |
| So I reloaded my Uzi and fired up another fry |
| It got me crazy as fuck |
| A ragin psychotic full of that Angel’s Dust |
| The cops had the place surrounded |
| Hunted for a way to get out — and I found it |
| Innocent bystanders watch me set an example |
| I popped one, «Let me go, goddammit |
| Scot free |
| Or all of these mutherfuckers coming with me» |
| (In A Mind of a lunatic) |
| All of a sudden the shit got silent |
| I remember waking up, in an asylum |
| Being treated like a troubled kid |
| My shirt was all bloody, and both of my wrists was slit |
| Think this is harsh? |
| This ain’t as harsh as it gets |
| No telling what’s being thought up in the mind of a lunatic |
| Janurary 5th 1969 |
| A damn fool was born with the mind of a lunatic |
| I shoulda been killed |
| But sister fucked around and let me live |
| Now I developed a criminal behaviour |
| Fuck with me, and I’ll slay your ass |
| Beyond recognition, shit |
| Your dental records couldn’t prove your identity, bitch |
| I beg your pardon, on talking to borden |
| You’ll never find a mutherfucker, so save your milk cartons |
| (In A Mind of a lunatic) |
| Cross the line, your ass is mine |
| I don’t give a fuck if you’re 9 or 99 |
| Blind, crippled, and crazy, don’t faze me |
| Your funky ass will be pushing up daisies |
| You wanna know what makes me click? |
| My psychiatrist said I got the mind of a lunatic |
| I ain’t got it all, so don’t fuck with me |
| Unless your ass wanna be made history |
| I’ll blow your mutherfucking house up |
| And if your wife and kids are inside, they’re fucked |
| I don’t give a damn who I slay |
| Don’t let me get a hold of some E&J |
| Cause when the shit hit the fan |
| I’ll stab your ass quicker than a Mexican |
| The nightmares I leave you with on the scene |
| (In A Mind of a lunatic) |
| Will make Freddy bitch ass look like a wet dream |
| This is fact, not fictional, son of a bitch |
| I got the mind of a lunatic |