Brain Lo Mein.

My eyes are glossed, I'm Sauced... Gotta hit that bottle, No matter the cost!

My mind is lost and my soul's afflicted, No need for a brainscan I know I'm addicted

When you see my body meltin' you know the deal...

I just swallowed Three Perks and downed all my NyQuil!

That's how I get my thrills... I don't wanna feel this pain

Just sever my brainstem, I don't wanna complain

And I don't mean to scare ya, But I drink blood like Italian Marinara

On a pizza pie of death! Macaroni Western on meth

Intestines drippin' guns blazin, Psychodelic Hellraisin'

El Topo Loco tellin ya' Beware and the Rest, cuz it's bound to be a big f'n mess

Like eatin' Spaghetti on a first date...

I'll take a Machete to your neck and have your pretty head sittin' on my plate

See I've Sworn, To be completely insane since the day I was born
Like a dark Shaman walkin' round with a bowl full of ramen

Dressed like Neo from the Matrix, Doc Martens stompin', fueled with the hatred

Comin' at ya Death Proof full throttle, already on my sixteenth bottle and don't be startled

When I induce the terror... not sayin' just to scare ya, But this sick shit I planned it

Don't just want those screams, Bitch I demand it!

You can't blame me, I like this shit and thought you knew it

Live by a Demon Knight motto, If it makes ya feel good do it!

Blacked out! Like I just huffed a grocery bag full of Shoe Goo

Don't even know where I am right now, but fuck it, maybe you do?

She hands me a menu, I order dim sum, beef and broccoli

Speakin' in Old Engrish and I've been slurrin' rather slopishly

And I'm out drivin' again, gotta hit up a Thriftys

To jack me some Tic-Tacs and some more Fireball Whiskey

That's tonight medication! In an act of desperation

You can sense the anticipation, When I twist off the cap

And pour down that liquid inspiration... no hesitation

To get that sick feeling I love runnin' through my veins

I need a chemical imbalance just like a zombie needs brains!

I'm fiending like a heathen, runnin' down the street screamin'

The END IS NEAR! Motherfuckers start kneelin'

I got that... temporary insanity. Can't even talk know

Just simply mumble random profanities.

- © Erik (D[runk]ethWiz{n}rd) (2010)