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Can you not get with this Wicked wicked wicked shit Evil voodoo all I ever do whenever i do this shit Fucking with double put you in a grave killa trouble you just might get broomstick bitch Kylee Krozz the boss descending dementia avenue with crucifix Step up inside of my home sweet home to get some shelter from the lightning and rain It's the only out breed left with head trauma inside of my brain Psychopathic mane cut you up and sew you back together like it isn't a thing It's the one and only burning angel deciding the universe and I've been bringing the pain 1991, 1991 treat the world like a damn guinea pig Say I care about people's feelings but I'm a liar I don't give a shit Callous and real unemotional Since I was a youngin and ever since Put her on a stroll til she walk a damn hole in her sole cause its what Dylan said If a dog wanna bark back hit her with your fucking hand right in the head Break her off with an (?) some baby wipes and a box of sudafed Break the loser in call her an ugly un-interesting dumb stupid head Six stoves in the house of the G everybody cooking where they do it at Maybe it's cause I saw my mom get hit when I was younger Maybe it's cause I liked certain things that help me deal with the problem I don't love ya I don't trust ya Run up on me and I'll bust ya I got paranoia thoughts inside my brain that tell me to gut ya Like a fish like I always wished I don't like ya SongtexteI despise ya because you remind me humans are wishy-washy I hate ya Can't wait to Fuck you up and disintegrate ya Seventeen found decapitated cause I'm a killer it's just my nature Fuck with me and I'll peel your face up Its surgery all night and day cause I am the wicked shit I'm ugly enough don't need to wear no makeup Emergency von Frankenstein I kill the world just like I should for what it is and what it was and what it did to Ryan Wood So I gotta watch you bitches slowly die Brain built like a damn oberheim O.B you don't know me but you act like it thats why Dylan wrote the rhyme I don't care about anybody's feelings I don't even care about only mine Homicidal fantasies ease pain, help pass time and to unwind Marine Life Details Tell me what it is you see at the bottom of the ocean when your breathing stops Oh my god he doesn't know how to swim Marine Life Details Tell me what it is you see at the bottom of the ocean when your breathing stops Somebody! Help! He doesn't know how to swim! Aus Songtexte Mania