
12 - ICP - Sedatives (Wraith: Hells Pit) I like to suffercate people and bite they necks, They got me in a place that aint like the rest And all you gotta do, is try to go for the neck And its sedatives, sedatives, like that Slow down, colours smear all around, Weird sounds, you live in the mind of a clown And a wicked ones somehow spinnin around, Wheel me down the hallway arms strapped down with sedatives Hangin all out the neck from the IV, Sedatives for the lively Study me, ask me, no answer, Ill cut your neck first chance sir White walls, white floor, small rooms, After sedatives they become ballrooms Crows fly by my window slow, Headed that way but lookin at me though Im an accident, human malfunction at best, And im lookin at a scalpel diggin' into your chest If I could only move but them sedatives, You know they saving your life them sedatives Some of these other patients are strong as hell, Suffocating one creep took me long as hell But I took these sedatives, Well I thought they were sedatives, But they were only medatives I fake pain, call em over, and play dead, And yank a fist full of hair out the nurse ladys head High on sedatives again, put me in a tiny place, Chin strap muzzle over my face I threw a guy off the roof first day they admitted me, I was sedated and thats when it hit me The only time im at peace is when I aint even there, God tell me why the fuck am i here? I want a lobotomy, No shock therapy, Come clean me nurse, Take care of me, I suffocated <b>...</b>
12
ICP
Sedatives
Wraith
Hells
Pit
Daddy
Dope