Lamar Avenue

Scarecrow, scarecrow

Scarecrow, scarecrow

Scarecrow, scarecrow, scarecrow

Watchin' the sands of the hourglass

Sharpen the blades for the circumstance

Sit in the dark while I'm in a trance

Takin' that blade, then I let it pass

Through my wrist, blood just drips

Down and down and down, don't stop

Then my blood starts to clot

My heartbeat has been stopped

Urge to kill, pop more pills

Robbin' the pharmacy

Mentally ill-er killer, blood rivers fill my vision

That black-eyed midnight dweller

Bring my prey back down to my cellar

More bodies than a serial killer

Not scared of no pig

A .45 blow through my temple

Cover the whole world up in ash

And then laugh at the fact

That I destroyed the past, fade to black

All my racks stained with back pain

All my gold chains in the blast range

Ask myself, "Do I lack fame?"

Or am I famous 'cause I lack pain?

Numb to the stains

Numb to the game

Numb to the racks that they gave me, fuck it all

I take it back

Take it back, take it back

Material world, usin' diamonds and pearls

As a means of self-worth when I could die tomorrow

Return to the Earth, suicidal since birth

Fuck a leader, I follow the promise of dirt