Everything here is so fucking lifeless
Am I the only thing here with a heartbeat?
Paroxetine has become my mistress
Lay me down to sleep with my demons
The ceiling lights always on, but it doesn’t shine
Illuminating nothing but a sore sight
I was once the reaper
Now I’m my worst nightmare, grim sleeper
Trained to kill
For the thrill
Empty out my soul
You won’t be laughing
When your bell tolls
(So you’ve finally come to take me)
Thatcher: I’ve let others try and they all failed
Mistake after mistake, so I’ll kill you myself
I won’t lose sleep if I kill you tonight
Go on, make my day, put up a fucking fight
Jay: I’ve lost all sense of conscious thought
Don’t be surprised if you find me hanging from my bed post
Thatcher: I haven’t killed in years
And I’m thirsty
Jay: Empty out my soul
Your first mistake was letting me go
So take a gun
Shove it in your throat
And pull the fucking trigger
Take your pride and swallow it
Like your mother should’ve swallowed you
Thatcher: All points have lead up to this moment
I′ll leave you hanging from the ceiling
Like you, I have no feeling
Jay: Cut my throat, Let me choke
Make sure I don’t stop bleeding
Let the cold arms of death embrace me
Jay: You’re just a number to my body count
You don’t matter to me
I don’t care if I die.
Go ahead and kill me
I don’t care if I die
Go ahead and kill me
Fear me
Fear me