Possessed

Stole my father's credit card and bought a ouija board
Called my bro to tape record and held each other's arms
Snatched some candles from the sconce then bordering it all over
Noticed some goosebumps and the fucker's moving on its own

Yup, we're done and being haunted by some atrocious ghosts
Not a cross to bolster me nor holy fucking water off the floor, floating
Like sort of shit you see in shows
Felt a solid crunch on my throat
Then my eyes rolled back in my skull

My vocals worsen and then awfully sounded satanic
They saw me hovering in the air
And everyone in the household panicked while my head's twisting, hauled up a saw
I couldn't control hand and shared up the edges, wanted ballistic
And shit went down like the titanic

Bitch, there's no retaining me, and even that I know
So I'ma authorize this incubus to to just take control over my soul
Not even a priest can cast out this fiend with a Holy Bible
So if my lyrics goes abhorrent soon
Just know it's this freak grabbing a hold of my notes