Everyday I Die Lyrics

The song Everyday I Die is performed by Insane Clown Posse in the album named Hell's Pit - Version 1 in the year 2004 .

I tried to visit shaggy
I stepped off of my porch
And it was dark as f**k
I couldn't see, not even with the torch
I hear the streets talkin'
And they aware of my move
They whisperin and swingin' from the trees above
I hear the loons
I tried to jog a little
Crow eyes glow like cats
Demonic zombies runnin' up on me
I slap them with the bat
But, my eyes keep bleeding from the rays of the darkness
They powerful and burn you something heartless
I hear a giant thumpin'
Some kind of ogre or somthin'
I see the phantom screamin'
As this giant behemoth is coming
And it swung at me
I felt a rip, my head went spinnin'
And flippin' and rollin' and finally landed in position
I can see my body still standing, headless as f**k
It finally fell, but what the hell
I still got my nugget but, I'm stuck
I can't move, f**k I'm only a face
Why even try on top of that it's a centipede crawling in my eye
I wanna die

Everyday I die
Back to the start, another try I got the time so why shouldn't I
Everyday I die
Back to the start, another try I got the time so why shouldn't I
I got too much time on my hands

I tried to visit J
I walked out into the cold
I see they don't collect they dead they all up over the road
Some are fully rotted, so they musta just spotted
I see the headless body that resembles J's but I doubt it
I seen a centaur, I threw a pitchfork at it above
I watch it fall into a bloody patch of bodies and blood
I'm f**kin' 'bout to hurl
I close my eyes and walk on
I see a giant crow swoopin' at me
Got me, carried me on
I cut its claws with the hatchet I keep in my hand
Even in hell you best believe I keep a hatchet in my hand
And as I'm falling I see the witch is right at my chest
With its claws on my neck screaming "I shoulda confessed"
I slam down into an iron gate a demon statue near me
Four points stickin' out my chest
I'm hanging there dearly
And the hungry goblins
They got a fire beneath me
They cooking my legs
To make myself eat me
I wanna die

Everyday I die
Back to the start another try, I got the time so why shouldn't I
Everyday I die
Back to the start another try, I got the time so why shouldn't I
I got too much time on my hands
I got too much time on my hands
I got too much time on my hands
I got too much time on my hands
I got too much time on my hands
Everyday I die
I got the time so why shouldn't I
Everyday I die
I got the time so why shouldn't I

[Outro]
Pills, like pills are gonna f**kin' help, pills, pills, pills, f**k outta here with pills,
It's the perfect night
Get my shit together

Insane Clown Posse - Hell's Pit - Version 1

Aug 2004

Everyday I Die