Music Box Lyrics - Relapse Refill - Eminem

Yo 

Yeah girl 

Can you hear that 

It's playing our song 

Are you sleepy 

Take a nap 

You're not afraid, of the dark, are ya 

You hear the beat 

As it makes ya 

Not want to go to sleep 

I knock on Dakota's door 

It's locked so I go to creep 

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'Round the back with binoculars 

Not 'cause I want to peep 

But because I'm hungry 

She smells like taco's 

I want to eat 

Visions of hot chocolaty marshmallows 

Also sweet 

With sugar plums 

Oh look, here comes Marshall he's on your street 

He's placing hot smoldering charcoals beneath your feet 

Now walk on 'em 

He's dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek 

Like a Thanksgiving turkey 

A holiday ham 

See 'em sprinkled on toast 

With strawberry marmalade jam 

Flavor my favorite graham crackers 

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I guess a modern day jack the ripper 

Is all that I am 

My music box 

When the lights are off 

I see the girl's asleep 

But I'm waiting my love 

Keep calling me 

We're worlds apart 

But you mean the world to me 

I almost look comatose 

Who wants to be sober? gross 

I foam like a doberman 

Mouth open I overdose 

Put coke up my nostrils 

In both my holes then i plug my nose 

My pupils quadruple in size 

My eyes are so bugged I know 

I put on my mother's make up 

Get naked and run around 

Waving the gun around 

I think I'm down to a hundred pounds 

There's thunder, I wonder 

How come it rains but the sun is out? 

The Devil's upset with his wife 

They must be sluggin' it out 

I must be buggin' the fuck out 

What the fuck I'm 'bout? 

Voices are leading me up to the attic 

I love my house 

They pull and they tug my blouse 

The sound of a music box 

Comes from inside a toy chest 

But what do I do it's locked? 

I pick it and open it 

But it's stuffed full of human parts 

I dig 'till I find it, I wind it up 

And the tune it starts 

It's playing a song 

So beautiful and the room is dark 

The moon is full 

I smell a funeral guess I'll loom in the park 

My music box 

When the lights are off 

I see the girl's asleep 

But I'm waiting my love 

Keep calling me 

We're worlds apart 

But you mean the world to me 

I'm fixated 

On asphyxiating 

And breakin' this little chick's neck 

Like a pixie stick 

The sick, satan worshippin' 

Bitches get horse whippin' 

I'm in the back 

Through the back 

Door slippin' 

Through the crack 

Leavin' the corpse drippin' 

The mortician of love 

Sent from above 

Forced and treat 'em all 

When she no more stingy I've become 

Been doing this for more than a quarter century 

I'm just numb 

Am I dreamin'? is it real? 

Someone pinch me on the buns 

The time has come 

To tie her up 

Dada roll me the ladder 

I've had enough of the chatter 

Climb up to the window look at her 

The crime is slow to shatter 

Her brain matter and batter her 

With a bat a matter of fact 

That will splatter her 

But before i do that 

I'll have a chat to flatter her 

Give her two compliments back to back 

Like Tabitha 

I'm your secret admirer 

I'm back to ravish ya 

So strong is your fight 

But you're no match for Dracula 

Prolonging her plight 

As I go back to stabbin' her 

Dismember her limbs 

Simple as that cadaver her 

Zoom in with the lens 

Then pan back the camera 

Stand back 'cause here comes your man Jack 

So Pamela 

My music box