The plans imperfect, the body was found
Headless cadaver, rotting in the ground
It's in the papers, it's on the tv,
Now everybody is looking for me
I was so careful, not careful enough
Visions of myself in handcuffs,
A vengeful father, an orphaned son
For a moment I question what I've done
Molested – Murdered – Left Headless
And I'm afraid they'll find me
Again the panic starts to rise
I feel it every time she dies
Blood on my hands, hatred in my soul
Dark forces vying for control
My fight for sanity is lost
There's no escape for me now
The only thing I wonder is how
Her obituary reads...
The plans imperfect, the body was found
Headless cadaver, rotting in the ground
A solution, I figured it out
Get my gun, put it in my mouth
Molested – Murdered – Left Headless
And I'm afraid they'll find me
Again the panic starts to rise
I feel it every time she dies
Blood on my hands, hatred in my soul
Dark forces vying for control
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