Beat my head against a wall

If it wasn't for the blood I wouldn't it know it at all

Smile at the camera with broken teeth

Slit my wrists, say cheese and watch it bleed

Well it's ghouls night out

Creeps on parade

Creatures of the night they serenade

Penny for your thoughts

Penny for your eyes

I cross my fucking heart and I hope you die



And I got an addiction to ammunition yeah yeah

Well sticks and stones can break your bones

But a 12 gauge sawn off

Will blow your fucking head off



No tricks up my sleeve

No rabbit in the hat

Blood on my hands

A rat in the trap

Grab another barrel of the gun that's at your head

Pull the trigger, bang bang

Now you're dead



Everything will be alright

If I can just get out alive

Guess I could pray if all else fails

Even though it's bullshit

But I might as well

I'm runnin like a rat now through this maze

With a bottle of booze and a hand grenade

Screaming bloody mother at the top of my lungs

It's a mother fucker but it sure is fun



And I got an addiction to ammunition yeah yeah

Well sticks and stones can break your bones

But a 12 gauge sawn off

Will blow your fucking head off



No tricks up my sleeve

No rabbit in the hat

Blood on my hands

A rat in the trap

Grab another barrel of the gun that's at your head

Pull the trigger, bang bang

Now you're dead



Ladies and gentlemen as you can see

I have no tricks up my sleeve

And there is certainly no rabbit in the hat



And I got an addiction to ammunition yeah yeah

Well sticks and stones can break your bones

But a 12 gauge sawn off

Will blow your fucking head off



No tricks up my sleeve

No rabbit in the hat

Blood on my hands

A rat in the trap

Grab another barrel of the gun that's at your head

Pull the trigger, bang bang

Now you're dead



No tricks up my sleeve

No rabbit in the hat

Blood on my hands

A rat in the trap

Grab another barrel of the gun that's at your head

Pull the trigger, bang bang

Now you're dead

You're all dead