My state of mind
A perverted mess
I talk to myself

As I tear your dress

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I've seen her on the street
In the grip of delusion
Lurking in the shadows

In my state of confusion

Scared of the sun

So I prowl at night
My target mission
To destroy your life


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I will hunt you down
Cut off all your hair
Put it in my mouth

With your underwear

Look over your shoulder

You stabbed me in the back
I am over ten years older
Perfect for an attack


In the grip of delusion
I'm dangerous to myself

In the grip of delusion
You cannot scream for help
I'm dangerous to myself