Cabaret Runaway - Confessions Of A Teenage Psychopath | Текст песни

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• Cabaret Runaway
• Confessions Of A Teenage Psychopath

You might say I'm a little crazy or fucked up in the head
If I revealed to you that I wished you were dead
It's not personal, just malicious a tad
It's the price you pay when you conjure me mad
It's not a promise, a threat, a lyric, a rant
It's a calmly self-meditated step-by-step plan
If you find yourself concerned or paranoid impaired
I wouldn't find that cowardice, who wouldn't be scared?
I'll gouge out your eyes with a crack addict spoon
And mutilate your iris like exploding balloons
Fingering the sockets that glared me suppressed
And slicing all your eyelids that brought you to bed
I'm sure not emotionally unstable or holding a grudge
I just eradicate my enemies like Windex kills smudge
I never revere to violence that's clearly immature
I just only solve predicaments with silverware and hurt
I assure I'm not a hypocrite, a man of my word
After all of this honesty these looks are absurd
The difference between you and I is our first impression
Pants this tight tend to leave signs of slight aggression
I'll show you how to smile from the west to the east
By utilizing credit cards and rusted old keys
Blood adds to character and brings out your teeth
I'd bring them out myself with force literally
I only urge to deliver more than can be endured
All atrocities are from my heart
This lifeless body that caused all of this haze
Will rest in peace lovely and piece-fully estranged
I'll surrender to my appetite and my lust for death
By compressing my entire fist inside of your chest
Rupturing your heart from where it daintily rests