One, two, three
What the fuck is wrong with me
Four, five, six
I think my mind is kinda sick
Seven, eight, nine
Pretending that it will be just fine
Ten, eleven, twelve
Into my past, please dare not delve
Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen
My life's obscene
Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen
A fucking crime scene
Nineteen, twenty,
On the ground my blood is plenty