House Of Krazees

House Of Krazees - Violent Memories lyrics

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Nuthin in my mind but violent memories

Oh shit how can it be

Preminitions of me shootin heroine in my vain

Call me insane

Never knw what i did could be labeled As horror bitch suck my dick

Memories did come to haunt my ass

Like that time i slit my wrists with glass

Blood scattered along the basement floor

Drag my limp ass body to the door

What the fuck i hear my little sister screamin

Oh no where do i go

Bloods pourin out my wrist like a faucet

Losin my shit hopin ima make it

Violent memories i see the pain in red

Violent memories of dreams inside my head

So was she a bad girl or was she not

Daddy didnt stop couldnt stop and wouldnt stop

Every night daddy search sara's bedroom

Touching private parts came from the mommys womb

Please she cries it hurts to look at the core

Of these acts of violence sexual and more

And in the morning sara washes till she bleeds

Screamin mommy it really hurts from daddys deeds

Sara's off to school a smiley face but dark inside

Sara takes a wrong turn down Otto Drive

Sees her friend Mary G she knows her pain

She looks deep into her eyes she sees the shame

Reaches into her bag and gets the gun

Gives Mary G a hug for comin through for once

Sara back to the house about 9 in the morning

And sees mommy and daddy doing dirty deeds

And the enters the room sara goes into

Surprise daddy pulls out his gun and shot terror rise

Violent memories death i see the pain in red

Violent memories the dreams inside my head

Wait for the being and what she thought was right

The mother fucker comes home drunk every night

Set trippin about what he had to do

What he want from you and how hes gonna get it too

Slap here smack there an ass kickin mono

He tried to cut her throat with a broken bottle

Call the cops what did they do bull shit

They turned around cus theyre throat really was a slit

Packin along with her own hands pullin on a 44

She left his ass dead on the floor

And now shes locked up visions down memory lane

And then she takes a bath and she bled insane

Violent memories i see the pain in red

Violent memories the thoughts inside my head
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Language: English

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