Ahh. Agony. . Pain is my name. Dancing on the edge of a nervous breakdown. Dancing on the edge of a razor blade. Desperately seeking for relief. . I just let go all that holds me back.
I'm a killing machine. . I'm a killing machine. I'm a killing machine. I'm a killing machine. I'm a killing machine. . I'm a killing machine. I'm a killing machine.
Temper frayed and sanctified. Delivered up in flames. No eyes, no grace, no motion. No mention of the game. . The sweetest flower in the valley. The sickest joke in the book.
Minds are empty, heads are hollow. You might find out, the truth is hard to swallow. There's a place down there, where heads are square. Laws are tough, you are bare.