Eminem

Eminem - Music Box lyrics

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[Intro]

Yeah

Yeah girl

Can you hear that?

It's playing our song

Are you sleepy?

Take a nap

You're not afraid of the dark are ya?



[Verse 1]

You hear the beat

As it makes ya

Not want to go to sleep

I knock on Dakota's door

It's locked so I go to creep

'round the back with binoculars

Not 'cause I want to peep

But because I'm hungry

She smells like taco's

I want to eat

Visions of hot choclatey marshmallows

Also sweet

With sugar plums

Oh look, here comes Marshall he's on your street

He's placing hot smoldering charcoals beneath your feet

Now walk on 'em

He's dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek

Like a Thanksgiving turkey

A holiday ham

See 'em sprinkled on toast

With strawberry marmalade jam

Flavor my favorite graham crackers

With Jon Benet Rams

I guess a modern day jack the ripper

Is all that I am

My music box



[Chorus]

When the lights are off

I see the girls asleep

But I'm waiting my love

Keep calling me

We're worlds apart

But you mean the world to me



[Verse 2]

I almost look comatose

Who wants to be sober? gross

I foam like a doberman

Mouth open I overdose

Put coke up my nostrils

In both my holes then i plug my nose

My pupils quadruple in size

My eyes are so bugged I know

I put on my mother's make up

Get naked and run around

Waving the gun around

I think I'm down to a hundred pounds

There's thunder, I wonder

How come it rains but the sun is out?

The Devil's upset with his wife

They must be sluggin' it out

I must be buggin' the fuck out

What the fuck I'm 'bout?

Voices are leading me up to the attic

I love my house

They pull and they tug my blouse

The sound of a music box

Comes from inside a toy chest

But what do I do it's locked?

I pick it and open it

But it's stuffed full of human parts

I dig 'till I find it, I wind it up

And the tune it starts

It's playing a song

So beautiful and the room is dark

The moon is full

I smell a funeral guess I'll loom in the park

My music box



[Chorus]

When the lights are off

I see the girls asleep

But I'm waiting my love

Keep calling me

We're worlds apart

But you mean the world to me



[Verse 3]

I'm fixated

On asphyxiating

And breakin' this little chick's neck

Like a pixie stick

The sick, satan worshippin'

Bitches get horse whippin'

I'm in the back

Through the back

Door slippin'

Through the crack

Leavin' the corpse drippin'

The mortician of love

Sent from above

Forced and treat 'em all

When she no more stingy I've become

Been doing this for more than a quarter century

I'm just numb

Am I dreamin'? is it real?

Someone pinch me on the buns

The time has come

To tie her up

Dada roll me the ladder

I've had enough of the chatter

Climb up to the window look at her

The crime is slow to shatter

Her brain matter and batter her

With a bat a matter of fact

That will splatter her

But before i do that

I'll have a chat to flatter her

Give her two compliments back to back

Like Tabitha

I'm your secret admirer

I'm back to ravish ya

So strong is your fight

But you're no match for Dracula

Prolonging her plight

As I go back to stabbin' her

Dismember her limbs

Simple as that cadaver her

Zoom in with the lens

Then pan back the camera

Stand back 'cause here comes your man Jack

So Pamela

My music box
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