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

  1. Walk Into The Darkness
  2. Suicide Hotline
  3. C.P.K.'s
  4. Truly Alone
  5. Everyday I Die
  6. The Night Of The 44
  7. The Witch
  8. Bowling Balls
  9. 24
  10. Burning Up
  11. Sedatives
  12. In My Room
  13. Basehead Attack
  14. Angel's Falling
  15. Manic Depressive
  16. Underground Baby
  17. Intro


Everyday I Die