Woke up on the bad side of bed again,
I can't escape this phase,
Everywhere I turn theres another wall,
And the medicine cabinet feeling like I'm stuck in a maze,
I can only find my way out by subtraction, murder is my reaction,
Look in the basement and you can see what I mean,
People are ripped to pieces, soaking in gasoline.
I've always thought I was diffrent from the start,
With a black heart,
Addicted to pitch dark,
I still don't understand why I'm so in love with Killing,
So I just sit and stare up at the ceiling,
Hoping I get to take this jacket off,
But not with all this crazy talk,
Maybe I will tend to find my sanity,
Or just embrace the fate the voices have handed me
I'm laughing like a lunatic,
I'm laughing like a lunatic.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha,
I'm laughing like a lunatic,
I'm laughing like a lunatic!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha,...
I'm laughing like a lunatic!...
I'm laughing like a lunatic!
Bloody bodies in the bathtub,
For over two whole weeks, and it smells deadly,
Pieces of their flesh fall from off of their bone,
And float along on top of the water like confetti,
People in the basement cry cause their hungry,
And they want to be fed,
Now I'm lookin for replacements,
All of the others that I brought in are dying or either dead,
Standin in the parkin lot of a shoppin mall,
with a "Ima take one home" look in my eye
Moments later,
Driving home and I got it in the trunk,
Everything is gonna be alright.
Why did I get so worked up to the point that I thought that I couldn't go through with it,
When everytime I do it the thrill is even better then the first time that I ever did it.