Ticket please, thanks walk through the door

into the halls of illusions, visit yours

and see what could of, should of. would of been real

but you had to jack the whole deal

"Lets take a walk down the hallway

its a long way, it takes all day"

and when we get to the end, you'll a chair

with straps and chains we slap you in there

lock you down tight so you can't move a thread

and pull your eye lids up over your head

because you're about to witness an illusioniry dream

it's just to bad it ain't what it seems

"You walk in and see two kids on the floor

they playing nintendo and hes got the high score

and sitting behind them chillin' in the chair

is your wife , but when you look up, she ain't there

it's some other man, in the hand to hand

and she looks so happy you dont understand

but this is an illusion it should of never became true

ALL BECAUSE OF YOU"

back to reality and your about

your wife cant smile cause you knocked her teeth out

and see stright from getting hit

because your a fat worthless drunk piece of shit

but its all good here, come have a beer

and have a toast to ya, cause your end is near

and your death is wicked, painful, and slow

at the hands of milenko



(chrious)

"Great milenko wave your wand

come in to and your life is gone

this is all because of you

what you got your self into"



Look who it's Mr. Clark

the dirty old man from the trailer park

got your ticket, thanks, take your coat off

and later on, why not, your get rolled on

"lets take a walk down the hallway

it's a long way, its take all day"

and when we get to the end, you'll find a chair

you see all the blood, yeah your boy was just here

we have all kinds of people coming through

richies, chickies, and piggies just like you

in the halls everybody gets a turn

to sit a witness your illusion before you burn

"what do we have here

okay, no way it looks like two kids in a hallway

your daughter chillin' up in collage, top grade

and your son's a brain doctor, phat paid

they got family and kids. it's all good

they even coach little leauge in the neighborhood

is this true, have you really met the holy ghost

hell nah, not even close"

back to reality , your son's on crack

and your daughter gets paid laying on her back

they both sit and roll for change

and live in the gutter, and sell crack to each other

when they were kids, you'll beat them and leave home

and even whip then with the cord on the telephone

that reminds man, hey you got a call

"watch you step to hell, it's a long fall"



(chrious 2x)



it's time to pack up, and move to the next town

but we forgot Mr. bigot ok dig it

we can't show you an illusion cause we're all pack

but you get the express line, how's that



(chrious 2x)