The comes and I, I try to stall and I my subconscious and conscious might start to brawl And I put up my walls, and I, and they begin to As cunning demon takes me as it voodoo doll and I
Darkness in as the horns start to grow Suddenly I become somebody I know
Whoa, what do I do? This a temple of doom Whoa, what can I say? To, oh, make all of this go
I got many different names, but to you its all the I be the crawlin' in your skin, I be the reason for sin I be the cunning in your charm and I be the in your arm Call me once might let you got but call me twice and I'm get ya
playin' tricks on me, I'm paranoid, homie Nobody what I'm going through God, Im so lonely I know Im loosin' it, Im hearing, Somebodys watching me, clockin' me, hear my heart
Worshiping two can get you in deep Crystal ball show you youre not supposed to see
Whoa, what do I do? This bodys a of doom Whoa, what can I say? To, oh, make all of go away
You know Im for ya You know I'm get ya, I said, I'm gonna get ya You Im comin' for ya, you see Im comin' for ya You know I'm get ya, I said, I'm gonna get ya
You know Im comin' for ya, you see Im for ya You I'm gonna get ya, I said, I'm gonna get ya You know Im for ya, you see Im comin' for ya You I'm gonna get ya, I said, I'm gonna get ya