Just A Little Bit Crazy

I want to cut off your head and watch the blood spray all around.

I want to hold you under the water and tell the world you drowned. 

I want to hear your screams for help, oh what a wonderful sound.

I want to bury your bruised and battered body underground.

They say I'm just a little bit crazy,

But my mind just gets a little bit hazy.

Comes in a thick, gray fog.

I'm all chocked up; my throats a clog.

This terrible thrill will be my end.

I'm left alone without a single friend,

Although this has become my new trend,

It's not a life style I recommend.

I've got these thoughts I can't control,

Sooner or later I'll have to pay the toll.

My soul is black like a piece of coal.

Oh, I'll walk alone on my last stroll.