How does it feel? Is it what you would expect? Do you feel good for what you have done? Or do you feel regret?
Just keep telling yourself It was going to happen anyway If that’s what it takes to help make you get through another day
Was it worth it? Do you feel like a man? Did you feel the reward you dreamt of for so long? And will you kill again?
If you keep telling yourself It was going to happen anyway Then perhaps it will help you get through another day
Permanent delusions Assures you you’ll get captured Anxiety and terror Was not the rush that you were after You’ve hidden everything yourself No way you could have left a trail Somebody had to see you And all you think about is the chair
Jump to your own conclusions now you’re on the run Somebody better wish you some luck The voices getting louder it’s like they all know No matter where or which way you go This sickness has ahold of you or is it regret But either way what it’s too late to fix Regret the things you’ve done but now there’s no turning back Reality is both fiction and fact
Exhaustion. Paranoia Delusional. A diseased mind
How does it feel? Is it what you would expect? Do you feel good for what you have done? Or do you feel regret?
Well was it worth it? Do you feel like a man? Did you feel the reward you dreamt for so long? And will you kill again?
If you keep telling yourself It was going to happen anyway Then perhaps it will help you get through another dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
