Heron - Woeful Lyrics

Tiptoe in the back
It's that f*cking psychopath
Maniac killing everythang f*ck the aftermath
Kinda sad huh?
You don't want it skull wrapped in a f*ckin' rag
Robbing suckers for a fix
Born in the South raised in the abyss
I'm the Devils bastard what the f*ck you know about
Pissing on alters and burning churches to the ground?
Woke up triple 6 carved into my wrists
I'm that mean fiending junkie brand f*cking lunatic
Stings when I piss go kill yourself hoe
I'm that schizophrenic f*cker tapping on your window
I'm that sick motherf*cker hanging from the bridge below
6 bodies dropped and you know I'm next to go
Crawl out the swamp and into your home
Won't hear me creeping I'm that f*cking Cut Throat
It's okay here we go stick the blade in my throat
I know you heard that shit before
Leto always been low f*ck no ion know
Put my bloody body on a boat life fulla woes
Keep on drugging 'til I die alone
Shit so f*ck you know?
You ain't been this low
Shoot dope eyes closed itching for a fix woah
If you can't tell bitch I'm f*cking insane
I stay the same never change
Roxy's hittin' hard mane
Snatch a purse steal a hearse robbing for a fix
Cut wrists nail fits flip the f*cking crucifix
I am the anti Christ yet I'm dying for my sins
Smoked out loced out guess the crown the thorn fits
Druggy f*cking misfit on the brink of suicide
Forsaken by the Devil Cut Throat running out time