Supermanic Soul

Afraid to stop and afraid to check

These are for you
I've pulled the trigger in the record room
I've got a super manic soul
These are for you

Well it's a brutal smell of death
Saw my reflection in a spoon
I've put him down in the record room
The smell of fear and the color red
Dead
Well it's a brutal smell of death
Dead, break this
I've put a stop to his loonytoons
A final shot and a final breath

Dead, break this
I had it with my not approved excuse

Dead, break this
Well it's a brutal smell of death
He fired back and I can't stop
Had him with a 2 inch shell
Dead, break this
I've pulled the trigger in the record room
Well it's a brutal smell of death
Dead, break this
Dead, break this
These are for you
These are for you