3 A.M. Songtext / Lyric

There is no escaping

There is no place to hide

you scream someone save me

but they don't pay no mind

You're walkin' down a horror corridor

It's almost 4 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', you're a goner

He's on to ya', out the corner of his cornea

He just saw you run, all you want is to rest

'Cause you can't run anymore, you're done

All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience

While everybody is watching in the party, applauding it






Here I sit while I'm caught up in deep thought again

Contemplating my next plot again

Swallowing the Calotapin

While I'm nodding in and out on the ottoman

At the Ramada Inn holding onto the pill bottle then

Lick 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've just blacked out again, not again

It's 3 A.M. in the morning

Put my key in the door and

Bodies laying all over the floor and

I don't remember how they got there

But I guess I must've killed 'em

(Killed 'em)

I said

Its 3 AM in the morning

Put my keys in the door and

Bodies laying all over the floor and

I don't remember how they got here

But i guess i must've 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 lanolin



Bust all over the wall paneling

Dismantling every candle on top

Of the fire place mantle and grab my flannel

And my bandanna then

Kiss the naked mannequin man again



You can see him standing in my front window

If you look in, I'm just a hooligan who's used to

Using hallucinogens, causing illusions again

Brain contusions again, cutting and bruising the skin

Razors, scissors, and pins, Jesus, when does it end?

Phases that I go through, dazed and I'm so confused

Days that I don't know who, gave these molecules to me

What am I gonna do? Hey, the prodigal son

The godfather for one

Very methodical when I slaughter them

It's 3 A.M. in the morning

Put my key in the door and

Bodies laying all over the floor and

I don't remember how they got there

But I guess I must've killed 'em

(Killed 'em)

I said

It's 3 AM in the morning

Put my keys in the door and

I don't remember how they got here

But i guess i must've killed 'em

(Killed 'em)

She puts the lotion in the bucket

It puts the lotion on the skin

Or else it gets the hose again

She puts the lotion in the bucket

It puts the lotion on the skin



I cut 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 of a Jack

My last vic and a half, a flashlight up



Kim Kardashian's ass, I remember the first time



I dismembered a family member, December

I think it was, I was having drinks with my cousin

I wrapped him in Christmas lights

Pushed him into the stinking tub

Cut him up into pieces and just



When I went to drink his blood

I thought I oughta' drink his bathwater that oughta' be fun

That's when my days of serial murder manslaughter begun

The sight of blood excites me that might be an artery son

Your blood curdling screams just don't seem to bother me none

It's 3 A.M. and here I come so you should probably run



A secret passageway 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

But ain't no stopping me from chopping him up

(Up)

It's 3 A.M. in the morning

Put my key in the door and

Bodies laying all over the floor and

I don't remember how they got there

But I guess I must've killed 'em

(Killed 'em)