Blame it on the Moon Lyrics

Alright

I know it might be a little bit fucked up

And you might not really believe me

Based on the way the shit really went down

But it's not my fault, man

You really can't blame me

And if you listen, you might understand that

I was chillin'

Smokin' on a blunt gettin' fried

Mount Hope Cemetery where the moon shines bright

Just thinkin'

Something on my mind ain't right

As I'm twiddlin' my thumbs, just admirin' the sights

Alright

Movin' on, I head outside

Hop the fence and drive off in my wife's ride

Off to college town

Where drunk bitches fall down

And they never get away when you try to snuff 'em out

Trust me

I never let the skills get dusty

So I steal one off the street with a hook that's rusty

And I take her to a place all dank and musty

On my Leatherface shit

Try to kick and tug me

So I chain her to the table so the struggle bus is done

Put some staples in her face to see her pain for the fun

Get to lickin' on her tears and her blood where it runs

And it's turning all my gears 'till I can't help but cum

Dumb bitch, beat her face all numb

'Till it's all swoll' up like some chewed up gum

Used a string and I squeezed off her tongue

Can't believe how she screamed with a mouthful of blood

Wouldn't change, not a moment if I could

Doesn't matter anyway, hope she don't feel shunned

So sorry for the way I've become

You can just blame the moon for the things that I've done

So I grabbed her, and choked her, and dragged her away

Then I stabbed her and slabbed up the walls with her brains

But the blame's on the moon

Blame it on the full moon

Put the blame on the moon

Blame it on the full moon

So I stroked her, and groped her, and dressed in her clothes

Added stress to her wounds when I stretched out the holes

But the blame's on the moon

Blame it on the full moon

Put the blame on the moon

Blame it on the full moon

On the street as the darkness prevails

Scrubbed the blood off my hands, made it to the river trail

At that time there's not too much traffic

Just the broke, homeless folk and the wanderin' addicts

No bashin', they can make great victims

They even bleed quicker when the liquor's in 'em

And just like that a bitch approached

In some flip-flops, torn shorts, and winter coat

She asked how it goes

And asked do I hold?

I said "always, hoe

Lets just take a stroll"

Took her down off the trail where the river flows

Put her up on a tree where I squeezed her throat

Her eyes got huge, a face of shock

Locked 'till she went blue, then I grabbed a rock

And knocked her over the skull until she couldn't walk

She flopped over on the ground and coughed blood in clots

She was pretty right there where she lied

But I wasn't tryna stay just to watch her die

So I rolled her over, let her catch the tide

They'll find her by the fish ladder at some other time

She'll be fine, and I swear me too

On my stroll home I even caught another few

But it's not my fault

It's not a thing I choose

I only do what I do 'cause I'm controlled by the moon

So I grabbed her, and choked her, and dragged her away

Then I stabbed her and slabbed up the walls with her brains

But the blame's on the moon

Blame it on the full moon

Put the blame on the moon

Blame it on the full moon

So I stroked her, and groped her, and dressed in her clothes

Added stress to her wounds when I stretched out the holes

But the blame's on the moon

Blame it on the full moon

Put the blame on the moon

Blame it on the full moon

I never really understood the shit

But for as long as I can remember

Every full moon I get a little bit different

Generally end in my hunted bitches in the streets like prey

But I know it can't just be me

I'm not the only one

And it's not my fault

It's the moon