Testo di Popcorn

Red eyed, hand tied, insane asylum certified Brain dead, tube fed, and nicely strapped down to the bed Black hole, lost soul, let the film projectors role In case you didn't know, it is now your time to go This is inside of me That you will never see I have some time to kill, Kill what's inside of me You are possessed, you are possessed You are possessed, you are possessed Remove you face, and nothing less You are possessed, you are possessed Love hate, dead weight, its feeding time so celebrate Fake smile, ask me how, the stage is set I'm ready now Loud cries, family dies, accept the fate of genocide No truth in what you said, open the door come in my head