I tried to visit Shaggy, I stepped up off of my porch,
and it was so dark I couldn't see, not even with a torch.
I hear the streets talking, and they're aware of my moves,
They whisering and swinging from the trees above, I hear the loons.
I tried to jog a little, crow eyes glow like cats,
Demonic zombies running up on me, I slap'em with the bat.
But my eyes keep bleeding from the rays of the darkness,
They powerful and burn you something heartless.
I hear a giant thumping,
some kind of ogre or something,
I see the phantom screaming as this giant behemoth is coming.
And it swung at me! I felt a rip, my head went spinning,
and flipping and rolling and finally landed in position.
I can still see my body, still standing, headless as fuck,
It finally fell, but what the hell, still got my nugget, but I'm stuck.
I can't move, fuck I'm only a face, why even try?
On top of that, it's a centipede crawling in my eye I wanna die!

Chorus
Everyday I die,
Back to the start another try!
I got the time so why shouldn't I?
Everyday I die,
Back to the start another try!
I got the time so why shouldn't I?
I got too much time on my hands...

I tried to visit J, I walked out into the cold,
I see they don't collect they dead, they all over the road.
And some are fully rotted,
And some they must of just spotted,
I seen a headless body that resembles J's, but I doubt it.
I seen a Centaur, I threw a pitchfork at it above,
I watched it fall into a bloody patch of bodies and blood.
I'm fucking about to hurl, I close my eyes and walk on,
Giant crowes swooping at me, got me, carry me on.
I cut it's claws with the Hatchet that I keep in my hand,
Even in hell you best believe I keep the Hatchet in my hand.
And as I'm falling now I see The Witch is riding my chest,
With it's claws on my neck screaming I should have confessed.
I slammed down onto an iron gate a demon statue near me,
Four points sticking out of my chest I'm hanging there dearly.
And the hungry goblins?
They got a fire beneath me,
they cooking my legs to make myself eat me.
I wanna die!

Chorus
Everyday I die,
Back to the start another try!
I got the time so why shouldn't I?
Everyday I die,
Back to the start another try!
I got the time so why shouldn't I?
I got too much time on my hands...
I got too much time on my hands...
I got too much time on my hands...
I got too much time on my hands...
I got too much time on my hands...
Everyday I die.
I got too much time on my hands...
I got the time so why shouldn't I?
I got too much time on my hands...
Everyday I die.
I got too much time on my hands...
I got the time so why shouldn't I?
I got too much time on my hands...

Pills..
Like pills are gonna fucking help.
Pills, pills, pills, pills, fuck outta here with pills.
It's the perfect night!
Get my shit together..


Lyrics submitted by Muddy McAbre

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  • +1
    General Commentgreatest song ever
    Juggalo420on December 20, 2007   Link
  • +1
    My InterpretationWell, I have two interpretations of this song.
    They are both about videogames

    The first one they impersonate the videogame characters. The whole thematic scenario resemble a videogame, all the monsters, the weapons and the nugget, specifically a horror game.

    "Everyday I die,
    Back to the start another try!"
    And "I got too much time on my hands..." make me think of the infinite lives and time a character of videogame have. In the end he just make fun of the pills, as being a stupid item, and that he feels that it is the perfect night to kill the enemies.

    The other interpretation is about videogame addiction, where in the chorus, the person who is talking is the videogame player. He sings:
    "Back to the start another try!
    I got the time so why shouldn't I?
    I got too much time on my hands..."
    The person who is alone and has a lot of time to spare end up in a videogame, trying over and over to beat the game, so he can kill his spare time. In the end of the song, the player is gonna take his medication to control addiction, but he admits its just useless to help him, as he gets ready to get his "shit" (weapons) together to assassinate some people like in those crazy school shootouts.
    therealreaperon June 13, 2010   Link
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    General CommentIt's a tale/vision of Hell's Pit, totally wicked lyrics and beat. I love the chorus especially the "I got too much time on my hands..."
    Muddy McAbreon July 03, 2006   Link

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