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Confessions of a Dangerous Mind

Normal day

Gone awfully wrong in a second, but I’ll take a few minutes

If there’s no torture, where’s the fun in it?

Suppressed emotions

Never learnt to let go, in a frenzy, satisfy what’s inside

Enter your dark home and cut the phone lines

Hush, baby, go to sleep

Don’t even bother to scream as I pour

Hydrochloric acid down your throat

Final breath

Twist your head, look me in the eyes

When I slash the jugular, see the fear before he dies

 

Where is my mind?

I don’t control what I do, Father forgive me

Save me from these demons so ugly

Intense pleasure

Didn’t think mad men had feelings?

Offer your blood, still warm; to the master of otherworldly dealings

Crawl slowly away

You are not dead? Maybe missed my mark

Watch my trusty axe as I massacre Noah’s tiny arc

Grab my wrist

While you push me away, your fingers go through

Pleasurable pain, opens up last nights wounds

 

Very bad luck

My old red truck, you’d like to hitch?

Day after tomorrow, they’ll find your limbs in that ditch

Let’s play a game

Here I come! Can you outrun bullets?

Oops not too fast, better duck before I pull it

I am sorry

Rest in peace, don’t want to hurt, I have sinned

But you must pay for my folly, because I didn’t

I really am nice

Why can’t you see? I’d tell you my tale

But all you do is beg, plead and wail

 

Girl next door

Looks like my girlfriend, happy-go-lucky, overfriendly

Here’s a lesson, don’t talk to strangers, I can be quite deadly

High pitched scream

Block out the noise, cut off source

Skillfully crush your trachea, without much force

I am a ghost

Where do I sleep? What do I eat?

Blood’s rich in proteins, maybe a kidney for a treat

Life and death

Do unto others before they do unto you

Why don’t you just give up living and walk in my shoes?

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Jun 12, 2010
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