12 Lyrics - The Riddle Box - Insane Clown Posse

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"Wake... 

Revenge is mine 

12 people will die tonight" 

Now I look and then reborn 

Though I have just until dawn 

I remember every face 

Spirits show me every place 

First one sleeps inside his bed 

Place my fingers on his head 

To each temple push and smother 

Till my fingers touch each other 

Next one makes love to his wife 

Only wish to take his life 

For his family's done no wrong 

Place his children on the lawn 

Tell the misses, leave the room 

Less she wish to witness doom 

Grab the squirming filthy goat 

And shove the dresser down his throat 

I must quickly use my gift 

Next two work the midnight shift 

Drinking coffee in the back 

I will listen to them chat 

Hear them speaking of my death 

Hear the laughter in their breath 

But the laughter quickly died 

When their heads collide 

Die! 

You're gonna die... 

Now my anger's growing worse 

Next one's working as a nurse 

Have to make a doctor's call 

Drag my body down the hall 

Grab a scalple and a blade 

Time to play the nurse's aide 

Operate and strap her down 

Carve her face into a clown 

Killed another then three more 

Now we're down to only four 

This man drives a taxi cab 

Another wicked life to grab 

Screaming that he'd thought I'd died 

Let's go for a taxi ride 

In the wreck of twisted steel 

The stearing wheel becomes his meal 

This man watches his TV 

Scanning channels endlessly 

Stops at station forty-four 

It's the Wicked Clown Show 

Watch me juggle, watch me dance 

In 3-D watch me enhance 

Watch me crawl out from the screen 

And squeeze your neck until you're green 

Die! 

You're gonna die... 

Time... 

Even though, there's just one left 

I feel my bones becoming stiff 

And now I wonder endlessly 

The spirits have abandoned me 

My limbs are falling piece by piece 

My ears and fingers in the street 

But still yet see no morning sun 

And here's my victim's early run 

Quickly grab him from behind 

Round his neck with fishing twine 

Keep him still and pull the string 

Watch his head go bobbaling 

Listen to my riddle song 

Even though my crime was wrong 

Murder me just for your law 

And I'll be back for all y'all 

Die! 

You're gonna die... 

I'll be back for all y'all...