3 a.m. (Album Version (Edited))

Oh oh Oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea) Oh oh Oh Oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea) Oh oh Oh Oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea)oh(yea) Oh Woah There is no escaping (yo)(yo) There's no place to hide(yo)(yo) You scream, someone save me(yo)(yo) But they don't pave no mind(yo) (yo) (Good night) Good bye Your walkin' down a horror corridor It's almost four in the mornin' And your in a nightmare It's horrible Right there's the coroner Waitin' for you To turn the corner So he can corner ya Your a goner He's on a ya Out the corner of his cornea He just saw you run All you want is to rest Cause you can't run anymore Your done All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience While everybody Is watchin' in the party applauding it Here I sit while I'm caught up in deep thought again Contemplating my next plot again Swallowin' a colata pin While I'm noddin' In and out on the ottoman and If the Ramada Inn Holdin' onto the pill bottle then Stick my finger and swirl it round the bottom And make sure I got all of it Wake up naked at Mcdonald's With Blood all over me Dead bodies Behind the counter Shit Guess I must of just blacked out again Not again It's three am in the mornin' Put my key in the door There's bodies layin' all of the floor and I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em Killed em I said It's three am in the mornin' Put my key in the door There's bodies layin' all of the floor and I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em Killed em Sitting nude in my living room It's almost noon I wonder what's on the tube Maybe they'll show some boobs Surfing every channel Until I find Hannah Montana Then I reach for the aloe and lanalin' Blood all over the wall panel and dismantlin' Every candle on top of the fire place Mantalin' Grab my flannel and my bandana' then Kiss the naked manequin' man again You can see him standin' in my Front window If you look in I'm just a hooligan Who's use to usin' hallucinogens Causin' illusions again Brain contusions again Cutting and bruising the skin Raise the scissors and pins Jesus when does it end Phases that I go through Dazed and not so confused Days that I don't know who Gave these molecules too Me What am I gone do Hey the prodigal son The diabolical one Very methodical When I slaughter dem She puts the lotion in the bucket He puts the lotion on the skin Or else it gets the hose again She puts the lotion in the bucket He puts the lotion on the skin Or else it gets the hose again I duck and I slash slice and gash Last night was a blast I can't quite remember when I Had that much fun Off a half pint fifth of Jack My last Vic and a half A flashlight Up Kim Kardashians ass I remember the first time I dismembered the family member December I think it was I was having drinks with my cousin And I wrapped him In Christmas lights Pushed him into the stinkin' tub Cut him up into pieces Then just when I went to drink his Blood I thought I outta drink his bath water That outta be fun That's when my days of serial murder man slaughter begun The sight of blood excites me That might be an artery son Your blood coverin' screams Just don't seem to bother me none It's three am And here I come So you should probably run A secret passage way around here Man there's got to be one Oh no there's probably none He can scream all that he wants Top of his lungs It ain't no stoppin' me from choppin' him up(up) yo (yo) A yo (a yo) yo (yo) A yo (a yo) yo (yo) A yo (a yo) yo (yo) A yo (a yo)