Boondox - Bloody Regrets lyrics

(feat. Big Hoodoo) [Intro:] As the young man I find out that if you hurt somebody Will lead you all, good guys do finish last Am I crazy? Am I insane? [Verse 1 - Big Hoodoo:] Hoodoo is my religion I believe in superstition Come against me and I turn instantly to mortician You need some more coninving? k**er like the son of sam Gruesome with my old depiction twist you like I'm outer realm Homicidle idle survival of the wickedest Got my rival suicidal from how I kick this sh** Watch me flick the bic I'm about to light the gas Then I'mma cut your hand off and use that b**h to wipe my a** I'm vicious, my heart has no malice Anti malicious and my trigger finger is so careless From k**in' ba*tards now all I do is swing the hatchet All hail to prime minister definition of sinister Detrimental to industry, breaking bad with my chemistry Trying go out and info me, f** with me, feel my energy Wicked poetic symphony this is how k**ers meant to be Boondox and Big Hoodoo no remorse and no symphaty [Hook - Boondox:] No symphaty, no remorse, cold blooded Sick with it, this how we do No soul, my hearts cold (everybody knows we) Sick with it, this how we do Am I crazy? Sick with it, this how we do Am I insane? Sick with it, this how we do [Verse 2 - Boondox:] The pain is constant and sharp And this confession? It means nothing The ring around sinking, coming clean like it used to Permament reminder that I got couple screws loose Same with the bathub, same stained hands Drops on the counter top of insane man Thoughts of the flashback, remembering the first time That I realized I was evil of the worst kind Covered toe to head in somebody else's life And laughing when I lost it, lickin plasma from a knife Staring at the wind, chippin' down from a slow drip Lips on the water fountain, startin' with a slow sip And end it with the crazy mixed pleasure with your shame A little bit of pain from the liquid that I drain Why did I do it? Was it worth the affliction And why did I let to it to become my addiction The body in my conscious bearing out in the mud A blood thristy k**er with a real thrist for blood [Hook] There is no me, only an entity Something illusory [Hook x2]