Testo Train Of Thought Pissing Razors
Finding my victim was never the problem
At plain view from every angle
the smell of flesh soon to be destroyed
pressure to commit- building up faster
Train of thought (X 4)
Feeling myself moving closer
Minutes away from becoming a killer
nervousness and fear taking over
I can't believe that it's really me
Anxiously waiting as I awaken
lighting struck the sky
I awoke and realized
No explanations to my disease
My dreams remain the same