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Twiztid - Holiday Heat - Psycho Killer
Holiday Heat
01. Santa's a Fat Bitch
02. Decorate Your Christmas Tree
03. I Hate Santa Claus
04. X-Mas List
05. Red Christmas
06. Rydas Holiday
07. Psycho Killer
08. Santa Killas
09. My Favorite Things
10. Kill Santa Man
11. Waiting on Christmas Gifts
12. Skanta Claws
13. Sad Christmas Song
14. Hatchet House
15. Silent Night
Blood on my mind and I'm dyin' to get my knife wet
Tryin' to bend desire through criminal mindset
All of my victims alive, unusual suspects
My subjects follow no pattern, it's just who's next
So if you're starin' in the shadows at night
Wonderin' what could ever live in there and wanna take your life
I reply, "Just me and a rag of chlorophyll
I got a butcher knife, a bone saw, and a cordless drill
Inside a multi-purpose panel van I park alley side
Then pretend to be passed out as bait, until they bite"

Okay, here comes a fish up the stream, thinkin' of robbin' me
That's when his personal forecast became cloudy

With a certain chance of death
My forceful knife wielded, head connected with his chest
His eyes then widened as he took in breath

And then exhaled until there wasn't nothin' left

Mur-er-er, they callin' him a murderer (Psycho killer)
Mur-er-er, a psychopathic murderer (Psycho killer)
Mur-er-er, they callin' him a murderer (Psycho killer)
Mur-er-er, a psychopathic murderer (Psycho killer)

I'm classified as a person with a persona
Of a bonafide murderer, hurtin' is my enjoyment
I sit back, collect bodies like unemployment
Cut 'em up in little pieces and flushin' 'em down the toilet
And the head you gotta boil it 'til the skin comes off

Or the smell'll have the fuzz out on your front lawn
And now you gotta stall, 'cause the cops are knockin'
And pilin' up in the hall and you can hear the guns cockin'
And you're hopin' it's all just a misunderstandin'
Demandin' to get inside, you don't hide or even panic
Manic and out of control, they all bust through
And every single one has got a gun on you

Now, what to do, smile and give a laugh
And be glad you had the gas on and prepare for the blast
Before they get a chance to shoot or take a shot
Say, "Fuck the cops," and let the mask drop

Mur-er-er, they callin' him a murderer (Psycho killer)
Mur-er-er, a psychopathic murderer (Psycho killer)
Mur-er-er, they callin' him a murderer (Psycho killer)
Mur-er-er, a psychopathic murderer (Psycho killer)

Look at me, don't look at me, I'll explain, just let it be
I'm deranged, my tendencies are broken
And revenge is me, a (Psycho killer)

They don't even see me comin' 'til I hit 'em hard enough
To break their rib cage with a switchblade (Psycho killer)
Don't listen to me, hundred volts are flowin' through me
I'm insane, my tendencies are broken
And ejectin' me, a (Psycho killer)
They don't even know I'm eatin' people
'Til I'm on the evening news and the

Story shockin' you (Psycho killer)