[Monoxcide Woke up on the bad of bed again, I can't this phase, Everywhere I turn theres wall, And the medicine cabinet feeling I'm stuck in a maze, I can find my way out by subtraction, murder is my reaction, Look in the and you can see what I mean, are ripped to pieces, soaking in gasoline.
I've always thought I was from the start, With a heart, to pitch dark, I still don't why I'm so in love with Killing, So I just sit and up at the ceiling, Hoping I get to this jacket off, But not with all crazy talk, Maybe I will to find my sanity, Or just embrace the fate the have handed me
I'm laughing a lunatic, I'm laughing a lunatic. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, I'm laughing a lunatic, I'm laughing a lunatic! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha,... I'm like a lunatic!... I'm laughing a lunatic!
Madrox] Bloody in the bathtub, For over two whole weeks, and it deadly, of their flesh fall from off of their bone, And float on top of the water like confetti, People in the basement cry their hungry, And they to be fed, Now I'm for replacements, All of the others I brought in are dying or either dead, Standin in the parkin lot of a mall, with a "Ima one home" look in my eye later, Driving and I got it in the trunk, Everything is be alright.
Why did I get so up to the point that I thought that I couldn't go through with it, When everytime I do it the thrill is even better then the first time I ever did it.