Dedicated to Twizted.....
Insane
most kids fear the mosters under their bed, scared of the underworlds within
but I used to sleep beside mine every night, hopin somthin would pull me in
i got these demented warped thoughts, people tend to say im not normal
they said dress sharp, i wore knives, and got kicked outa my semi formal
i hate kids, cant stand em', how can u enjoy chaos? musta' missed it
so just encase, I tie bitches tubes before sex, ever since im Twizted
teachers ever run their nails on the chalk board? somthin most cant stand
well while all the kids cover their ears, i begin to smile and raise my hand
see all my senses are fucked, sometimes torture is pure pleasure
completely sick, stick me in hell cuz im always under the weather
im wana replay the Texas chain massacre, create art with the dead
it only takes somebody that ive seen, to wana saw off their head
Hell, Earth, then Heaven, some tell me i think alot like the devil
but i just reply by saying, "everyones mind has its own level"
u dont want me to love u, im obsessive, ill be at ur doorstep knocking
leave your mantel naked for christmas, cuz ill be the one stalking
some kill to set an example, i prefer the type of torture inolving a vice
ive been in so many straight jackets, that doesn't mean they were nice