People think I'm crazy
But they are mistaken.
I'm more than just crazy..
I think Cypress Hill got the hint.
I'm insane.
And in my membrane
I have unusual thoughts.
If I told you them,
You'd die of the mere thought
Of being around me.
But please don't run away.
That will only make matters worse
....for you.
I need you.
I need anyone.
You don't even have to like me.
Just tolerate me.
Pretend to love me...
FUCK THAT MOTHER FUCKING SHIT!
If it's not real
I don't want you.
I don't need you.
I'll be the one pretending to love you,
And then kill you when you least expect it.
Who knows
Maybe I'm into that necrophilia shit
And rape your dead body.
Or maybe I'll lock you up,
And tie you down,
And torture every last inch of your body.
You'll be screaming in pain for hours on end.
Wishing and begging
For me to kill your ass already.
I laugh at your misery.
I warned you,
I'm one insane bitch.
I like the sound of that idea.
It warms me up inside.
Makes me feel happy.
But I have oh so many
Other good ideas,
I simply don't know which one
to decide.
How about an oldie but goodie
With a little twist.
Where I come up from behind
And slit your throat.
I feel the warmth of your blood
Rushing through my hands.
I take one little taste off my finger,
mmmmm it tastes so good.
So I lick all the blood off your skin,
Until your all clean again.
Then I'll cut your body up
Into nice and little pieces.
Now I have my dinner set
For the two weeks ahead.
According to Albert Fish,
The ass is the best
So I'll save that for last.
I'm not going to share all my plans
Because then the rest of you
will know what to expect.
I truely did love him,
But now that hes gone,
I'll need someone else.
I know your going to hide
But part of the fun is catching you.
And if you have kids
You should hide them too,
Because his became shark food.
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