(lyrics are written by mac mall)

Give me some lithium,
perscribe me rittalin,
lock me and loony bin,
straight jacket strap me in,
hearin voices again, its charlie manson,
speakin Islamic, and he tellin me to kill a man.
He tell me trust him, fuck the cutties he's my closest friend,
its for life, and its him laughin when I meet my end,
damn, somebody help me get this blood off of my hands,
I try and wipe it off but it keeps reappearin.
Somebody get my momma, somebody bring me preacher, I need a meat cleaver, na na I need Jesus.
Charlie say he dont see us, im trapped here with the demon,
I pray everyday, but it seems I get the silent treatment.
So im here frequent, decently I dont need him,
but I want to get wet, femus evil genius,
was decent as a fetus, but when momma delivered,
ill get serial killers take your souls with nine miller.
(chorus


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Thanks to (carl.N) for correcting these lyrics. Oct 1, 2008