I don't like to talk Black paint on my nails Tattoos on my arm Nasty like Garbage Pail This ain't Halloween But I made that bitch scream Oh my God You don't want to meet the demons that live inside me They're haunting me They're haunting me Triple six Candle mass vigil It's blood bags for dinner Demons on my line I pick up everytime Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Yeah yeah We in the cemetery, uh Fuck around you might end up in the obituary, uh Clutch that crucifix around me 'Cause they think I'm scary, uh Yeah yeah Yeah yeah You don't want to meet the demons that live inside me They're haunting me They're haunting me