I've grown angry, violent, homicidal
My god look how ive grown to be
The man you see standing here, holding a knife at your throat
My mother, father, brother must stay away from me
Cuz ive grown up to be the bad man
Ive turned into something im not supposed to be
Im a danger to myself and others
All I can think is about killing
Killing you is all I can think
I want to kill you myself and the others
Why did I turn out this way, this is all your fault
Blood on the apron, the execution hood
And all I can think is I want to kill you
I have homicidal tendencies
I wanna kill you
