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