Sack of Body Parts Lyrics

Have you seen it?

Have you?

Have you seen it, have you seen it?

Have you?

Have you?

Have you seen my collection?

Everything I keep from dissections

And why I walk around with an erection

I stay on one direction

The path with intestines

Wrapped around my neck like a chain I been blessed with

I'm wreckless

Came up out my mama seeking vengeance

I'll end this life like a period on sentence

I'm sick, think my mind got a serious infection

It ticks and vibrates like a chemical reaction

Hottie on my rack and I'm slashin' up her ribs

And she still cryin' on me like I might just let her live

Got her blood on my lips

Reminisce on happy memories

Split her nipples with a razor, lick the mess off mammaries

I got a shelf full of jars, and the jars full of hearts

Got a pocket full of fingers and a sack of body parts

Several heads in my bed and a pair of severed arms

Zip-lock stuffed with livers in my sack of body parts

In my sack of body parts

My sack of body parts

So much joy that I find in my sack of body parts

In my sack of body parts

My sack of body parts

What is yours becomes mine in my sack of body parts

If my sack of body parts gets too packed and starts to tear

Then I stash it in the stairs and grab another like "who cares?"

I sit on bodies like they chairs

Smokin' blunts and fiddle with they hair

If she lookin' pretty then she got me a new face to wear

Maybe I'm ridiculous? Maybe I'm way out of here?

Maybe I'ma stalk you to your house and I'ma rape you there?

Maybe I'ma slap you up and treat you like a stupid broad?

Maybe I'ma peel your skin and hang it from a curtain rod?

Daily thoughts are kinda odd

Insomnia but I still nod

I'm constantly the walking dead, my heart just never fucking stops

Hatred for the population, segregation's for the cops

Every race is in my sack, no religion saved by god

Ain't no person safe at all

All your blood can paint the wall

I'll make you decorations, take the pain and never shake it off

You won't see me wastin' none

I place a few, embracin' some

Stack 'em in the rafters after snackin' on their tasty cunts

I got a shelf full of jars, and the jars full of hearts

Got a pocket full of fingers and a sack of body parts

Several heads in my bed and a pair of severed arms

Zip-lock stuffed with livers in my sack of body parts

In my sack of body parts

My sack of body parts

So much joy that I find in my sack of body parts

In my sack of body parts

My sack of body parts

What is yours becomes mine in my sack of body parts