Eminem – Music box

[Intro]Yo, yeah girl…Can you hear that? It’s playing our song…Are you sleepy? Take a nap…You’re not afraid of the dark? Are you…?[Verse One]You hear the beat as it makes ya not wanna go to sleepI knock on Dakota’s door, its locked so I go to creepAround the back, with binoulars, not cause I wanna peepBut because I’m hungry she smells like tacos I wanna eatVisions of hot chocolatey marshmallows all so sweetWith sugar plums, oh look here comes Marshall he’s on your streetHe’s placing hot smouldering charcoals beneath your feetNow walk on ’em, he’s dancing with carcasses cheek to cheekLike a Thanksgiving turkey, or holiday hamCinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry marmalade jamFlavor my favorite graham crackers with ??I guess a modern day Jack the Ripper is all that I am[Chorus](My music box)The lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My music box)?? you keep calling me (My music box)We’re worlds apart, you mean the world to me (My music box)?? I will answer (My music box)The lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My music box)I hear my music box, playing a song for me (My music box)?? (My music box)?? (My music box)[Verse Two]I almost look comatose, Who wants to be sobered grossI foam like a doberman, mouth open I overdosePut coke up my nostrils, in both my holes and I plug my noseMy pupils quadruple in size, eyes are so bugged I knowI put on my mother’s make up, get naked and run aroundWavin’ the gun around, I think I’m down to a hundred poundsThere’s thunder, I wonder how come it rains but the sun is outThe devils upset with his wife, they must be sluggin’ it outI must be buggin’ the fuck out, but what the fuck about?http://www.elyricsworld.com/music_box_lyrics_eminem.htmlVoices are leading me up to the attic, I love my houseThey pull and they tug my blouse, the sound of a music boxComes from inside a toy chest, but what do I do, it’s lockedI pick it and open it but it’s stuffed full of human partsI dig til I find it, I wind it up and the tune just startsIts playing a song, so beautiful and the room is darkThe moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess I’ll loom in the park[Verse Three]I’m fixated on asphyxating and breakin’ this little chick’sNeck like a pixie stickThe sick Satan worshippin’, bitches get horse-whippins,I’m in the back, through the back door, slip inThrough the crack leavin’ the corpse drippin’The mortition of love, sent from above,????Been doin’ this for more than a quarter century, I’m just numbAm I dreamin’, is it real? Someone pinch me on the bunsThe time has come to tie her up, gotta roll me the ladderI’d had enough of the chatter, climb up to the window, look at herAnd climb in and slowly shatter her brain matter and batter herwith the bat, a matter of fact that will splatter herBut before I do that, I’ll have a chat to flatter herGive her two compliments, back-to-back, like TabathaI’m your secret admirer, I’m back to ravish yaSo strong is your fight, but your no match for DraculaProlonging her plight, as I go back to stabbin’ herDismember her limbs, simple as that, cadaver herZoom in with the lens, then pan back, the cameraStand back, cuz here comes your man Jack, so Pamela

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