The Staleness - Insane Clown Posse

Let me make your pain be gone

I wanna

STAB, STAB, STAB,

It’s like

Murdering be giving me a calm

I need ta

YEAH, YEAH, YEAH,

Let me make your pain be gone

I wanna

STAB, STAB, STAB,

It’s like

Murdering be giving me a calm

I need ta

(Ah ha… What kind of circus is this?)

How you gonna give me a straight jacket when I’m crooked?

Took it and shook it,

ripped it and unzipped it and waited for the nurse guy to bring me my tray,

jumped him from behind and turned his head backwards my way, took all his keys

and a crate of Methadone, masturbated on myself and leaped out the window,

Then I turned around and went right back inside, once i realized I could of

grabbed a brang of Formaldehyde.

Suddenly another fuckin' guard shot me;

I played the whole movie shit off like «You got me».

Laid there playin' dead

and when he checked my pockets I jabbed my fuckin' thumb knuckle deep in his

eye socket.

By now there was guards everywehre.

I’ms steady cuttin' heads off,

surfin' on a wheel chair, and too many bullets finally put my away…

But was it the real Violent J?

Let me make your pain be gone

I wanna

STAB, STAB, STAB,

It’s like

Murdering be giving me a calm

I need ta

YEAH, YEAH, YEAH,

Let me make your pain be gone

I wanna

STAB, STAB, STAB,

It’s like

Murdering be giving me a calm

I need ta YEAH, YEAH, YEAH

«It kills the pain… it’s the only thing that kills the pain, I’m sorry»

I’m so sorry that I’m so stale… I’m so sorry I’m stale.

But still I gotta murder your face… man I’m sorry I’m stale