Hunters Become Hunted

[Verse 1]
Argh
The fucks wrong with my head
All I do is pace around I think I might be dead
I can't even put together sentenc- argh.. fuck
Let me try again
I meant to say that ever since I went insane
Every day's been hella grey but now I try remembering
Things that I was there for but memory's quite scarce
And I'm getting kinda scared cause the scenes that I would tear apart
Just don't seem to bare
Any kind of resemblance to how I pictured them
I remember I'd kill so many people in a day but
Seems that since like may
There's darker evil in my brain
My cerebrum rots away
Something keeps on following me
I can't even walk in a straight line, I
Haven't eaten for 6 days, my
Teeth have all decayed, my
Visions all blurry, and my
Ears cannot vibrate, and I
Think I saw a grey figure
Peep though my hallway

[Hook]
The rotting of my brain
It's plotting something insane
A killer's past
Must
Haunt him back
I see something
Out there

[Verse 2]
I don't know
These episodes are hefty tolls and every soul is letting go
My sensory skills are getting colder every sober setting always
Ends in horror this is more upsetting than the kids that I beheaded
Back in winter that's when I was heading for another separate wedding
Set in Bedford I remembered when my head could together several
Weapons form a plan
This extra formal man
Was a threat before your hand
Don't forget his voice, grand?
Since my peak, I've been quite bleak
And in my sleep, I think I see
Something by me but then I realise
It's quite real committing sins I think I feel
A sense of some repentance or acceptance
Because every single victim I had ripped on
Has come back on me like 10 fold
I've been tryna get my steam back
Grimy nights been preventing that
Sirens I hear interesting that
I'm the underlie-ing reason
That they kinda used to scream out
Into nights but now they seem black

[Hook]
A killer's past
Must
Haunt him back
I see something
Out there

[Verse 3]
Today when I was getting off the train I saw a man
He was dressed in Nike trainers a Beret and from Japan
It was raining but he had no trouble staying at my back
Tailing me down 18 streets I begin to get mad
Like, what the fuck is this guy's problem? Does he need a hand?
Does he need a lead in Bath? I start weaving in my plan
I walk back to the hotel
Yell for help to see if he bails
I don't see him come around
This situation rings a bell
If my memory serves me well
Which is uncommon as hell
Think I remember Michelle
Got stuck next to this little well
But wait
What the fuck am I the victim?
Every single time I've stricken
A kid, wait, was karma listenin'?
Not like I was hardly pissed but
Never thought that I'd revisit
My past from the hard position... from
Here onwards I start envisionin'
My demise my heart is skippin'
Every beat that passes this shit

[Hook]
A killer's past
Must
Haunt him back
I saw something
Out there look back