Artist: wrestling
Song: ode to freud
(Talking)Verse 1
The time has come
To relieve that pain
Which will better for me
But not so enjoyable for all of you
Verse 2
On the eight day
God created Mankind
Why was having such a bad day
Why did he create all of you normal
And forget so many important parts of me
He made the teeth that I swallowed
The ear that was ripped from my skull
A face that know longer exists
Deep inside you are merely a mirror image
Of all of my atrocities
The ugliness that exists outside
Lives inside everyone of you
Destruction can be beautiful
Verse 3
Leave the light on
I'm coming home
