ICP: Amy's in the attic

Mr. piser, i think you should come up hereI think you should come up hereMr. piser, i think you should come up hereI think you should come up here(amys in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic)Yet another day of all the suffering it gaveI was just a little boy ever so naiveAmy was my best friend, i never want to hurt herI never wanna ever wanna think about her murderOn the playground, i chase her down the slideI chase her cross the monkey barsAnd she would run and hideJinglin and tumbling, i pushed her off the sledAmy coincidently hit her headJumbling inside my brain, down came the rainAmy isnt answering, who would get the blame?Amy isnt laughing, amy isnt cryingAmy isnt really breathing, god i think shes dyingSuddenly, the air is cold i must get her insideEven though she died, amy has to hideNobody must ever know that i made amy sickLock her up forever in the atticMaybe its best they buy it, thinking did she really dieIm thinking if its really trueThen how come i am telling youAnd if i really meant to do itShould i be a victim tooShould i walk the terror stairsAnd see if all my terror fairs, noMr. piser, i think you should come up hereAmys in the attic and my brain has gone ecstaticI think you should come up hereMr. piser, i think you should come up hereI think you should come up hereEvery day i suffer but eleven years have passedHow long will this keep and the nightmares lastSitting in my living room, another strange feelingI think im hearing tiny footsteps on the ceilingLooking in my mirror, the image isnt clearI feel as if a little girl is standing at my rearThen i awake at the blink of an eyeVoices from the attic yelling, why?What if amy wasnt dead living in the boxBanging on the walls, rattling the locksFeeding on the roaches, rodents, and filthAnd when theres nothing left, she feeds off herselfWhy do i think of amy in this way?She was once a lovely girl running out to playMaybe its all a dream insane fanaticMaybe theres no amy in the attic after allMaybe its best they buy it, thinking did she really dieIm thinking if its really trueThen how come i am telling youAnd if i really meant to do itShould i be a victim tooShould i walk the terror stairsAnd see if all my terror fairs, noMr. piser, i think you should come up hereAmys in the attic and my brain has gone ecstaticI think you should come up hereMr. piser, i think you should come up hereAmys in the attic and my brain has gone ecstaticI think you should come up hereMaybe its best they buy it, thinking did she really dieIm thinking if its really trueThen how come i am telling youAnd if i really meant to do itShould i be a victim tooShould i walk the terror stairsAnd see if all my terror fairsAmy isnt dead...Maybe its best they buy it, thinking did she really dieIm thinking if its really trueThen how come i am telling youAnd if i really meant to do itShould i be a victim tooShould i walk the terror stairsAnd see if all my terror fairsAmys in the attic and my brain has gone ecstaticBarrels to my nugget semi glock automaticShould i pull the trigger, would this break the chainsThat keeps amy locked in my brainNo, i must be starting to pray that im wrongI pray its just a fantasy that carried on too longAmy isnt dead, i never knew an amyI was just a boy, how can you blame me?Maybe thats okay, but shes tapping at the wallsI see a darling little girl is floating down the hallSlowly coming toward me, her arms are spreading wideOpens up her mouth to show the maggots insideCrying, whining, rotting is the feelingTiny drips of blood crowning from the ceilingLanding on my head, im psycho-sickIve finally had itAmy, know im coming to the attic!Maybe its best they buy it, thinking did she really dieIm thinking if its really trueThen how come i am telling youAnd if i really meant to do itShould i be a victim tooShould i walk the terror stairsAnd see if all my terror fairs yesMr. piser, i think you should come up hereAmys in the attic and my brain has gone ecstaticI think you should come up hereMr. piser, i think you should come up hereAmys in the attic and my brain has gone ecstaticI think you should come up hereMaybe its best they buy it, thinking did she really dieIm thinking if its really trueThen how come i am telling youAnd if i really meant to do itShould i be a victim tooShould i walk the terror stairsAnd see if all my terror fairsMaybe its best they buy it, thinking did she really dieIm thinking if its really trueThen how come i am telling youAnd if i really meant to do itShould i be a victim tooShould i walk the terror stairsAnd see if all my terror fairsMaybe its best they buy it, thinking did she really dieIm thinking if its really trueThen how come i am telling youAnd if i really meant to do itShould i be a victim tooShould i walk the terror stairsAnd see if all my terror fairsMaybe its best they buy it, thinking did she really dieIm thinking if its really trueThen how come i am telling youAnd if i really meant to do itShould i be a victim tooShould i walk the terror stairsAnd see if all my terror fairsYour seat awaits you on the terror wheel