One Late October

[Insane D] In myself I'm tryin' to see your end trails Thinkin' about your murder, I exaggerate the detail I won't prevail through your so called society My killing's like an art through this ragin' variety Anxiety don't bother me When I'm stabbing through somebody's body man I'm happy when I'm bloody I'll sit with your corpse all night till it's rotten And watch as the world leaves you dead and forgotten Plottin our revenge was the easiest part It's actually having the balls to stab you in the heart I'll wait till it's dark then I'll hide in your car Some might think it's bizarre that I'll take it that far But the voices in my head said I'll become a star As long as I keep your brains in this jar So call me a psycho like Norman Bates As I move your body parts from state to state [Hook: Geno] Ring O' Round the Roses, dead bodies Everyone is dead, they're all dying [Geno] Rollin through your area when night time's over That's when I seen a priest, I had to run him over Black sheep of the family, tell me why I should live Never believed in no religion cause you rape little kids With your eyes unopened, words misspoken Your 5 pills a day, suicidal notion I burned their house down to drown their face out You understand my stress? Cause I'm headed for a breakdown Can you feel me? I do not understand A madman was born with a pen and a pad But I told you once never to test me You fucked up and now they're all buried It's not your fault that your Daddy's dead And it's not your fault that I killed the kids But I guess I'm sorry that you had to see this But your Mom's in the cellar, your Dad's in the ditch Bitch... [hook]