Текст песни 3 a.m. - Eminem



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Oh oh oh ohoh
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Oh oh oh ohoh
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There is no escaping (escaping)
There's no place to hide (there's no place to hide)
You scream someone save me
But they don't pay no mind (but they don't pay no mind) (goodnight, goodbye)
You're walkin' down a horror corridor
It's almost 4 in the mornin' and your in a
Nightmare it's horrible
Right there's the coroner
Waitin' for you to turn the corner so he can corner ya'
You're a goner he's on to ya'
Out the corner of his cornea he just saw you run
All you want is to rest 'cause you can't run anymore, you're done
All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience
While everybody is watching in the party, applauding it
Here I sit while I'm caught up in deep thought again
Contemplating my next plot again
Swallowing the Klonopin while I'm nodding in and out on the ottoman at the Ramada Inn holding onto the pill bottle then
Lick my finger and swirl it round the bottom and make sure I got all of it
Wake up naked at McDonald's with
Blood all over me, dead bodies behind the counter, shit
Guess I must've just blacked out again
Not again
It's 3 a.m. in the morning
Put my key in the door and
Bodies laying all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there
But I guess I must've killed 'em
Killed 'em
I said
Its 3 AM in the morning
Put my key in the door and
Bodies laying all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there
But I guess I must've killed 'em
Killed 'em
Sitting nude in my living room
It's almost noon
I wonder what's on the tube
Maybe they'll show some boobs
Surfing every channel until I find Hannah Montana
Then I reach for the aloe and lanolin
Bust all over the wall paneling
Dismantling every candle on top
Of the fireplace mantle and grab my flannel and my bandana then
Kiss the naked mannequin man again
You can see him standing in my front window if you look in
I'm just a hooligan who's used to using hallucinogens
Causing illusions again
Brain contusions again
Cutting and bruising the skin
Razors, scissors, and pins
Jesus, when does it end?
Phases that I go through
Dazed and I'm so confused
Days that I don't know who
Gave these molecules to
Me
What am I gon' do?
Hey, the prodigal son
The godfather for one
Very methodical when I slaughter them
It's 3 a.m. in the morning
Put my key in the door and
Bodies laying all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there
But I guess I must've killed 'em
Killed 'em
I said
It's 3 a.m. in the morning
Put my key in the door and
Bodies laying all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there
But i guess i must've killed 'em
Killed 'em
She puts the lotion in the bucket
It puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again
She puts the lotion in the bucket
It puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again
I cut and I slash slice and gash
Last night was a blast
I can't quite remember when I had that
Much fun off a half-pint of a Jack
My last vic and a half
A flashlight up Kim Kardashian's ass
I remember the first time
I dismembered a family member December I think it was
I was having drinks with my cousin
I wrapped him in Christmas lights
Pushed him into the stinking tub
Cut him up into pieces and
Just when I went to drink his blood
I thought I oughta' drink his bathwater that oughta' be fun
That's when my days of serial murder manslaughter begun
The sight of blood excites me that might be an artery son
Your blood curdling screams just don't seem to bother me none
It's 3 a.m. and here I come so you should probably run
A secret passageway around here, man
There's got to be one, oh no, there's probably none
He can scream all that he wants, top of his lungs
But ain't no stopping me from chopping him up
(Up)
'Cause it's 3 a.m. in the morning
Put my key in the door and
Bodies laying all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there
But I guess I must've killed 'em
Killed 'em
I said
It's 3 a.m. in the morning
Put my key in the door and
Bodies laying all over the floor and
I don't remember how they got there
But I guess I must've killed 'em
Killed 'em
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Ayow (ayow)
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Авторы: BATSON MARK, ELIZONDO MIKE, LAWRENCE TREVOR, MATHERS MARSHALL, PARKER DAWAUN, YOUNG ANDRE


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