| Rotten psyche, what I have done?
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| What I can do now it’s time
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| Tomorrow comes, summer again
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| Butcher in me, kills for fun
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| How can I be the bad part of me
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| What can I do to get free?
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| Holding an instrument to satisfy his lust
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| Im innocent, it kills me
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| Confused mind
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| Confused mind
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| He commits suicide break his mind
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| When he dies, my life is damned sure
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| A mind confused I feel so slow
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| Cause thats the only thing I can do
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| I’m taking the knife to finish my life
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| But this strange feeling comes up again
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| This evil lust takes over me
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| The butcher, the winner again
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| Confused mind
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| Confused mind
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| Through the backstreet of the town
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| His steps are clanging
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| Now he’s only an old imagine
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| In his hand a blade of solid steel
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| Now its the time you’ve got it to feel |