Lunatic of Pot's Creation - Cannabis Corpse

Schizophrenic psycho

I have lost my mind

Did this to myself

Smoked until retarded, the world I blame

Swelling brain reprogrammed

No choice but to kill

Horrid transformation

Never be the same, violence, blood spilt

I cannot stop smoking pot

Blazing jibs, toking lids

I cannot stop twisting doobs

Vaping out, busting scuds

Kill the light

I require death to feel alright

Lungs breath hate

These crimes will mentally masturbate

More gore, more grass, I can’t seem to get enough

A horrifying menace to the ones I love

I come to staggering realization

I’ve become a lunatic of pot’s creation

Hands do things

The bats are stirring in my belfry

Who’s the boss?

The monster in the mirror is proof enough I’m crazy

More gore, more grass, I can’t seem to get enough

A horrifying menace to the ones I love

I come to staggering realization

I’ve become a lunatic of pot’s creation

So high, I sharpen my knives

Can you see the look in my eye?

Driven mad by the bong hits I’ve had

Scapegoat?

Just born bad

Schizophrenic psycho

I have lost my mind

Did this to myself

Smoked until retarded, the world I blame

Swelling brain reprogrammed

No choice but to kill

Horrid transformation

Never be the same, slaying, murder, slaughter