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Eminem - Music Box

Album: Relapse: Refill
Recording Year: 2009

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[Intro]
Yo, yeah girl,
Can you hear that? Itís playing our song..
Are you sleepy? Take a nap..
Youíre not afraid of the dark? Are you.?

[Verse One]
You hear the beat as it makes ya not wanna go to sleep
I knock on Dakotaís door, its locked so I go to creep
round the back, with binoculars, not cause I wanna peep
But because Iím hungry she smells like tacos I wanna eat
Visions of hot chocolatey marshmallows all so sweet
With sugar plums, oh look here comes Marshall heís on your street
Heís placing hot smoldering charcoals beneath your feet
Now walk on Ďem, heís dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek
Like a Thanksgiving turkey, or holiday ham
Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry marmalade jam
Flavor my favorite graham crackers with JonBenet Ramsey
I guess a modern day Jack the Ripper is all that I am

[Chorus]
(My music box)
Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My music box)
But I can hear you my love, you keep calling me (My music box)
And when weíre Worlds apart, you mean the World to me (My music box)
If you call, Iíll come, I will answer (My music box)
Cos when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My music box)
I hear my music box, playing a song for me (My music box)
So when she twirls around do a whirl for me (My music box)
Wonít you be my private little dancer (My music box)

[Verse Two]
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 and I plug my nose
My pupils quadruple in size, eyes are so bugged I know
I put on my motherís make up, get naked and run around
Waviní the gun around, I think Iím down to a hundred pounds
Thereís thunder, I wonder how come it rains but the sun is out
The devils upset with his wife, they must be slugginí it out
I must be bugginí the f-ck out, but what the f-ck about?
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, itís locked
I pick it and open it but itís stuffed full of human parts
I dig till I find it, I wind it up and the tune just starts
Its playing a song, so beautiful and the room is dark
The moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess Iíll loom in the park

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
Iím fixated on asphyxiating and breakiní this little chickís
Neck like a pixie stick
The sick Satan worshippiní, bitches get horse-whippins,
Iím in the back, through the back door, slip in
Through the crack leaviní the corpse drippiní
The mortician of love, sent from above,
forced and treat em all dingy(?)
(?)stingy Iíve become
Been doiní this for more than a quarter century, Iím just numb
Am I dreaminí, is it real? Someone pinch me on the buns
The time has come to tie her up, gotta roll me the ladder
Iíd had enough of the chatter, climb up to the window, look at her
then climb in and slowly shatter her brain matter and batter her
with the bat, a matter of fact that will splatter her
But before I do that, Iíll have a chat to flatter her
Give her two compliments, back-to-back, like Tabatha
Iím your secret admirer, Iím back to ravish ya
So strong is your fight, but your no match for Dracula
Prolonging her plight, as I go back to stabbiní her
Dismember her limbs, simple as that, cadaver her
Zoom in with the lens, then pan back, the camera
Stand back, cuz here comes your man Jack, so Pamela

[Chorus]


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