[Monoxcide Woke up on the bad of bed again, I escape this phase, Everywhere I turn theres wall, And the medicine cabinet like I'm stuck in a maze, I can only find my way out by subtraction, is my reaction, Look in the basement and you can see I mean, are ripped to pieces, soaking in gasoline.
I've always thought I was from the start, a black 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 take this off, But not all this crazy talk, Maybe I will to find my sanity, Or embrace the fate the voices 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 fall from off of their bone, And float on top of the water like confetti, People in the cry cause their hungry, And want to be fed, Now I'm for replacements, All of the others I brought in are dying or either dead, in the parkin lot of a shoppin mall, with a "Ima take one home" 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 that I couldn't go through with it, everytime I do it the thrill is even better then the first time that I ever did it.