666 Lyrics

Acid tabs and a big bag of mushrooms

Got the whole room spinning like I'm in a cartoon

Cops trying to find me but they seem confused

As the moon looms in the night

While they're looking for the Clues

All they're going to find is their own tombs

It's a gloomy sight looking for a fight with my goons

Since I've been out of the womb they can't stand it

Depressive psycho manic doom mother fucker boom

Six six six plays tricks on your mind when you're high

When you die then you're mine

Six six six plays tricks on your mind when you're low

Going to go to your funeral

Another one goes to the graveyard

Even though he prayed hard

He ended up dead by the grey barn

He tried to escape from the rail car

Was shot in the head by the jail guard

There's only two ways off this train

Strict nine or a nine mil to the brain

Why did the mother fucker even try to escape

He's got nowhere to go anyway

Six six six plays tricks on your mind when you're high

When you die then you're mine

Six six six plays tricks on your mind when you're low

Going to go to your funeral

Six six six plays tricks on your mind when you're high

When you die then you're mine

Six six six plays tricks on your mind when you're low

Going to go to your funeral

Another one goes to the graveyard

Another one goes to the graveyard

Another one goes to the graveyard

Another one goes to the graveyard

Another one goes to the graveyard

Another one goes to the graveyard

Another one goes to the graveyard

Another one goes to the graveyard