BRVKEN AMYGDALA
CVLD BLVVDED
YEAH YOU'RE RIGHT, I'M REALLY A CRUEL GUY, MY SOUL'S EXHAUSTED ALL LIGHT, THAT'S WHY I'M SWINGIN' MY KNIFE, NO ONE WILL SURVIVE, THERE'S SIMPLY NO OTHER WAY, HERE IS YOUR COFFIN PLACE, HERE YOU WILL REST IN FEAR BUT NOT PEACE, MY AMYGDALA IS BROKEN I SEE ALL PEOPLE AS MANNEQUINS, I RIP YOUR EYEBALL OUT OF THE SOCKET LOOKIN' INTO THE OTHER EYE WHICH HAS ALREADY SEEN MANY THINGS, I'M OUT OF CONTROL I CAN DO ANYTHING, I'M A COLD-BLOODED PSYCHOPATH MY BRAIN'S CONTROLLED BY INSANITY I never change my life routine, The kills keep me alive, yeah, still, I KEEP BREAKIN' MY MENTAL STATE, COUNTIN' DAYS TO A LETHAL DAY, I'VE GOT NOTHING ELSE TO DO NOWHERE TO PUT ALL THE HATE, SO I DO WHAT I'M USED TO, FILL UP THE BLOODBATH TO THE BRIM, I MAKE AN INCISION 'CROSS THE THROAT SO THAT THE VICTIM DOESN'T SCREAM MY AMYGDALA IS BROKEN I SEE ALL PEOPLE AS MANNEQUINS, I RIP YOUR EYEBALL OUT OF THE SOCKET LOOKIN' INTO THE OTHER EYE WHICH HAS ALREADY SEEN MANY THINGS
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
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Don't let me kill someone... YXU'RE CAUGHT LEAVE ME DRØWNING HERE IN BLVVD Rebootin' the brain... LITEMXDE
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