Captive Lyrics

I’m a pacifist in ways, some days

But I can depict the rage

Of a passionate, insane

Captive, ravenous, remains

Strapped with adamantine chains

Lackin’ half his fuckin’ brain

Passed his abstinence away

Hasn't slept for days

Mapping

Planning his escape

Back to smackin’ cannibals who rape

With a bag of apples, fruits and grapes

A man of fast impulse and hate

Madness, last, he will awake

Strapping, packing tools and blades

Axes, massive fuse grenades

An addict to this game

Like crack is to L.A.

Got back on booze and cane

Attacking dudes who take

A glance at two of my chains

But I ain’t on my medicine

So this time, I might remember it

Off the sedatives

Got me feeling better than I've ever been

I'm venomous

No longer hesitant

To whip a skeleton

At relatives

Adrenaline

Pumping through my head and limbs

And yall can suck a dick

I got a list of motherfuckers that I'm tryna hit

And they ain’t gon’ see me coming through the fuckin’ mist

My personality’s kind of like my dad

They split

No more excuses

I'm about to fuckin’ lose it

On the new kid

You the loose end

Cue the music

Leave you reeling, useless, handicapped

Wearing all black

So the body bag will suit it

Ain’t nothing to it

Just a couple plastic wraps, a dagger and duct tape

And why you tryna squirm, fuck face?

You getting stabbed in the gut, wait

I think I got a dull blade, fuck sakes

Quit moving around like you’re gon’ make them cuffs break

Severed head is lighter than I thought it would be

Like you’re huffin’ paint

And the fuckin’ pain in your voice when you suffocate

Just resuscitates me